Drunken Relief Lyrics

Water and water again,

Save me from the deserts within.

Brushing my teeth and removing my clothes

Are out of the question.



Rolling the seats of my bed

Flowing with the limbs that I spread

Lash in my face, the pillow, it moves,

I’m good, where you gonna? Home, sweet home.



Slip dice through the mattress door

You leave me face down and drunk as can be,

The world out the bedroom cracks up the steam

A black hole is all I can see.



I swear I won’t do this again

Let a priest come and I’ll surely repent

The living holds on to things I’ve consumed

It’s travelling and twitching inside.



Slip dice through the mattress door

You leave me face down and drunk as can be,

The world out the bedroom cracks up the steam

A black hole is all I can see.



There was some good jokes on me

While I’ve dreamt I should write them down.

When the conversation won’t

I fasten, oh, so deep.



A dream kicks me out

The streets when it’s raining.

One hand finds the glass

To dread cause for me.



It’s wrong sitting alone

With this head full of sound

Just to come to the bed

I can’t do it.



Now the street lights look in

With purpose unknown

Those alien eyes

Have been searching through my home.



A piece right through the mattress on to the floor

The bright sun is lying ashore.

The pardon in the coffin blossoms, indeed

The sweet smell of drunken relief.