The Living Tombstone – Drunk (Guitar)

     Fm               A#m
Just one drink! Gonna keep it mellow

   C                    Fm
Responsible night for a polite fellow

      D#           C#
Say, "Hello" to my friends and comrades

      A#m                 C
Don't tend to offend so I say perhaps

     Fm               A#m
Just two drinks! As a social courtesy

C                         Fm
We can raise a glass to our past fraternity

       D#                  C#
And certainly, a perfectly normal informal get together

A#m                            C
But it's been forever since we gathered so whatever

      Fm                   A#m
Just three drinks! For the sake of the old times

C                                 Fm
Proceed with tequila shots with a dish full of cold limes

     D#                    C#
The whole nine, laughing, remembering all the old lines

A#m                                C
Never used to work but I could 'em give another try

      Fm                  A#m
Just four drinks! Y'know, take the edge off

     C                    Fm
I've had a hard week, I deserve to get sauced

     D#                     C#
Pick up another round as my friends depart and

     A#m                         C
They may not stick around but I just got started

G#                       Fm
Feel so much better than usual

            C        D#
I feel indisputable, oh

G#                       Fm
I think that I might be beautiful

     Fm                    A#m
Just five drinks! Fuckin' treat myself

         C                     Fm
Pour the Dom Perignon from the back of the top shelf

D#                     C#
Spend like God, put on airs to sell it

      A#m                        C
Crowd pretends not to care but I know they're jealous

     Fm                       A#m
Just six drinks! Let slip the dogs of war

          C                             Fm
I'm gonna start a fuckin' riot 'til I'm tossed out the front door

D#                    C#
Zero to sixty, I can turn on a dime, I'm hitting bottom

        A#m          C
And I'm feeling like committing a crime

     Fm                  A#m
Just eight drinks! Maybe I've lost count?

          C                        Fm
I can't remember the night, what I drank or the amount

    D#                          C#
I'm fading in and out, my very consciousness is crumbling

Fm                       A#m
Twelve drinks! Strolling out of the hospital

      C                           Fm
Is it hair of the dog if you stay drunk and don't stop at all?

 D#                                 C#
Another night, losing it, more than I can afford

    A#m                      C
Was I just feeling bored? Am I that insecure?

G#                       Fm
Feel so much better than usual

            C        D#
I feel indisputable, oh

G#                       Fm
But now, I'm feeling so beautiful

                   C                   D#
Don't wake me up from this spell I'm under if I'm still breathing

G#                       Fm
I know that I will be ugly when

                C         D#
I feel like myself again, oh

G#                       Fm
But now, I'm feeling so beautiful

Fm                              A#m
Bottle of Scotch, served on the rocks with a shot of Cachaca

  C                          Fm
Vodka, Sake, kamikaze with a handle of Sherry

  D#                            C#
A cherry Brandy with a Jaeger, chaser, Champagne float

  A#m                    C
A Bourbon, hot Toddy in teacup of throat coat

Fm                         A#m
Martini, Bellini, Negroni, Baileys, Kahlua, Sambuca

C                     Fm
Soju, Paloma, Mojito, Gimlet, Frangelico, Guinness

D#                    C#
Tequila, Manhattan, a Margarita, Old Fashioned

       A#m                            C
Dry Vermouth and something I can't taste 'cause I'm so trashed

Fm                            A#m
Soldiering over, I'm slower, shoulder to shoulder with no one

   C                         Fm
Stumbling, sobering, making friends with a smoker

            D#                            C#
I know I'm less than upright, losing the fight with the ground

             A#m                      C
Then someone hits the lights as they close for the night now

Fm                          C#m
Try to look at Heaven and I can't see the stars

  C                                       Fm
A billion, trillion eyes are winking as I walk between parked cars

D#                             C#
Metabolizing liquor while I'm losing my friends

          A#m                            C
I'm gonna hate myself tomorrow then I'll do it again

G#                       Fm
Feel so much better than usual

            C        D#
I feel indisputable, oh

G#                       Fm
But now, I'm feeling so beautiful

                   C                   D#
Don't wake me up from this spell I'm under if I'm still breathing

G#                       Fm
I know that I will be ugly when

                C         D#
I feel like myself again, oh

G#                       Fm
But now, I'm feeling so beautiful

             G                     G7
My vision is blurry as long as I'm thirsty

           G        G#       G#   Fm
Nobody can hurt me, hurt me, hurt me