Drink It, Drug It - Hank Williams III

Well I’ve been high as the mountains

Cruisin' down the road in my 65

And I’ve got a hard-rockin' band, baby

That wants to kick it to the other side

And we’re runnin and a-gunnin

And a-jukin' and a-jumpin

And I’m lookin for some lovin'

In another damn town

We like a little country

We like a little soul

We like a lotta blues baby

Mixed with the rock and roll

And we’re a-runnin and a-gunnin

And a-jukin' and a-jumpin

And I’m lookin for some lovin'

In another damn town

You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it

You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it

You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it

You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it

You wanna jump into the whiskey

You wanna jump into the fire

Living this life in rock and roll band

It’ll make you lose your mind

You gotta eat it

Live it

Breathe it

Suck it

Fuck it

Drug it

All the damn time

You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it

You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it

Drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' alcohol

Drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' alcohol

Rows and rows and rows of eight balls

Rows and rows and rows of eight balls

Drug it drug it drug 'til I fall

Drink that fuckin' alcohol