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Glass Of Mead (Remastered)

V5.5

[Verse 1] The streets are dark and quiet Everyone is off to bed Spent and drained, got the liquor brain The beer went to my head Some fantasys and some memories Are all that's left instead Been up too late with the boys Painting this ol town a bright red [Chorus] Throw away all your rosary beads Come and get a tall glass of mead The boys loose in the streets Drunk as hell and smokey treats Throw away all your rosary beads Come and get a tall glass of mead The boys loose in the streets Drunk as hell and smokey treats [Verse 2] Our first stop of the evening Was a pub they call the ram The first round of the night Was bought and paid for all by Sam We threw darts and drank about Singing songs about our land Ordered up a batch of French fries And while listening to the band [Verse 3] Next stop on our list We hit another bar We parked round back and let it slack We had reefer in a jar We smoked and passed, we giggled and laughed Till we couldn't take it any more This place was called the mermaid But far from any shore These drinks on me We slammed em down then headed for the door [Chorus] Throw away all your rosary beads Come and get a tall glass of mead The boys loose in the streets Drunk as hell and smokey treats Throw away all your rosary beads Come and get a tall glass of mead The boys loose in the streets Drunk as hell and smokey treats [Verse 4] The third stop was a bar A well known hole in wall We caught the tail end of the game But our team had dropped the ball But after a few fun games of pool And some whiskey for us all David said I'll be right back And headed for the stall An hour had past and David came back With lipstick on his jaw (That lucky son of a bitch) [Bridge] Here we are at last The clock reads half past three Everyone says there goodbyes And see you all next week My brain is hammered shit And my stance is wobbly All I need now is a woman And a hot fresh cup of tea [Chorus] Throw away all your rosary beads Come and get a tall glass of mead The boys loose in the streets Drunk as hell and smokey treats Throw away all your rosary beads Come and get a tall glass of mead The boys loose in the streets Drunk as hell and smokey treats