Gg Allin - Guns bitches brawls and bottles

^CAs gray as a ^Gmonarch, the ^Cmoments I pass ^FThe whisky bottle ^Cis my globe and the ^Gspectre is my glass My ^Ctable is my ^Gthrone, and the ^Cbar room is my ^Fcourt The ^Gbi-whore is my ^Fsubject and ^Gdrinking is my ^Csport

^CDon't look for me in ^Gdaylight, where ^Crobots all assemble You'll ^Ffind me in my ^Cdark world, in my^G smoke filled temple ^CWhiskey breath and ^Gpainted women ^Cbring me to my ^Fsenses ^GProstitutes and ^Floaded guns 'cause ^Gtrouble is my ^Cbusiness

^FGuns, bitches, brawls & bottles, that's the ^Conly life I lead ^FDon't know where I'll wake tomorrow, but ^Gtoday is all I need

^CWhen the sun goes ^Gdown, in^Cto the night I'll creep I'll ^Fbeg, I'll steal and ^Cborrow, I'll ^Ghustle for my keep Do ^Cwhat I've got to ^Gdo, the ^Ccity is my ^Fplay I'll ^Gkill you for a ^Fdollar if it's ^Gin the cards to^Cday

^CDon't look for me in ^Gdaylight, where ^Crobots all assemble You'll ^Ffind me in my ^Cdark world, in my^G smoke filled temple ^CWhiskey breath and ^Gpainted women ^Cbring me to my ^Fsenses ^GProstitutes and ^Floaded guns 'cause ^Gtrouble is my ^Cbusiness