Walked in boozed and bruised, Breath smellin’ like gasoline. Yeah, I walked in boozed and bruised, Breath smellin’ like gasoline. First man that looked sideways, I damn near caved in his spleen. Bottle shattered in my fist, Glass glitterin’ like a crown. Bottle shattered in my fist, Glass glitterin’ like a crown. I swung at the loudest mouth, Left him twitchin’ on the ground. Blood on the bar, blood on my boots, Sirens hummin’ in the night. Blood on the bar, blood on my boots, Sirens hummin’ in the night. I cracked ribs like kindling, Just to feel something right. Cops kicked me out the back, Said they’re tired of my face. Cops kicked me out the back, Said they’re tired of my face. But trouble chased me alley-side, And I dropped them all in grace. Now I’m boozed, bruised and bleeding, Hands shakin’ from the rage. I’m boozed, bruised and bleeding, Hands shakin’ from the rage. Hell’s takin’ roll tonight… And my name’s on the front page. If trouble’s lookin’ for a partner, I’m the devil it’ll use.
