Bad Whiskey - L.A. Guns

When I woke up this mornin'

I promised it would end

To walk the straight and narrow

Now it’s comin' round again

4 o’clock in the mornin'

To the break of day

In a Hollywood apartment

Two lost souls about to pay

Bad, bad whiskey

Please don’t take my happy home

Say it again

Bad, bad whiskey

Please don’t take my happy home

My home

When the moon is over

Runnin' 'cross the sky

That’s the time I get looser babe

That’s the time I wanna fly

It’s a long way down

To the willow bend

It’s a lonely world out there

When the bottle’s your only friend

Bad, bad whiskey

Please don’t take my happy home

Say it again, child

Bad, bad whiskey

Please don’t take my happy home

Mama, let me go down easy

Mama, take me to my bed

Mama, let me lose myself

Got stars in my achin' head

Soul like a burnin' hand

Soul like a China doll

Soul got your hand in the wishin' well

And by God you’re gonna crawl

Bad, bad whiskey

Please don’t take my happy home

Bad, bad whiskey

Please don’t take my happy home