Fill up my glass
and I will tell you my story,
it’s not an easy one
and it doesn’t end in glory.
Let me take a sip
to wet my dry mouth
then I’ll start at the beginning
and I’ll try not to leave
anything out.
I had a wife and a family as well
but I traded them all
for the pleasures of hell.
I was never satisfied
with what God had planned
so I sold my soul to the devil
because I thought he’d understand.
I never worked hard
but still thought
the world owed me a living
so I cheated and stole from those
who were too forgiving.
They didn’t see me
for what I really was,
a man who didn’t give a damn
for society’s laws.
I left a trail of destruction
in my path, women and children,
it didn’t matter, they all felt
the consequences of my wrath.
Until that faithful day when
my recklessness caught up with me
and they locked me in jail
and threw away the key.
For thirty years I lived
in the darkest of holes
as I tried to win back
the ownership of my soul.
Now what sits in front of you
is an excuse of a man,
who has as much strength left
as a melted snowman.
I will finish my drink
and then be on my way
but let my story be a lesson to you
if you ever think to stray.
