G.G. Allin — Guns Bitches Brawls & Bottles

As gray as a monarch, the moments I pass The whiskey bottle is my globe and the scepter is my glass My table is my throne, and the barroom is my court The bar whore is my subject and drinking is my sport Don't look for me in daylight, where robots all assemble You'll find me in my dark world, in my smoke filled temple Whiskey breath and painted women bring me to my senses Prostitutes and loaded guns 'cause trouble is my business Guns, bitches, brawls and bottles, that's the only life I lead Don't know where I'll wake tomorrow, but today is all I need When the sun goes down, into the night I'll creep I'll beg, I'll steal and borrow, I'll hustle for my keep Do what I've got to do, the city is my play I'll kill you for a dollar if it's in the cards today Don't look for me in daylight, where robots all assemble You'll find me in my dark world, in a smoke filled temple Whiskey breath and painted women bring me to my senses Prostitutes and loaded guns, 'cause trouble is my business