Born in a Bottle Songtext
von An Angle

Well, music was made by thoughtless men
And I heard they could pick it up on this antenna
And I step out of the bar with my two friends
As they held up a paper and pen and said
"Well, use these tools to burn your misery
And shadow your heart with a song and sing"

And me, I′m born in a bottle of whiskey
And yes, my girl, you drank me too quickly
And that's when you said, "Me, boy, I love you dearly"
But your eyes were too blind to realize this ending
"Well, I′m not the one you're stumbling for
Your heart is bound for a better poem"

And there's this friend of mine who′s in love with a lie
And he carries his heart to the sharpening of a knife
And we all watch him sit and drink till he dies
Well, the daisies have fallen, so push him over, Ron
And I′ve got thirty dollars, so let's take the train
I know it′s gonna be hard to pay this change


And America, America, we need more guns
We're running out of holy books
So put money in the collection jar
And the news reporter told me it′s gonna be a record-breaking summer
So let's just fill up our gas tanks halfway
And cut off those mufflers
′Cause next year, the war is gonna come
And we're just gonna blow all of us up

And me, I hate the indie music scene
And I carry my voice for the strength it's given me
And my guitar, well, it′s causing controversy
And my pen′s gonna stab through every record company
And there's a plate of food at my dinner table
Filled with all you reviewers
And my friends give me chastity and virtue
And my friends also give me plenty of booze
And we stumble around our town without tying our shoes
But if I fall down now, they will say this with truth

"Well, kid, you can walk, you′ll be free from this guilt
Now sing as loud as you should"

And I'll sing as loud as I should
And I′ll sing as loud as I should
And I'll sing as loud as I should
I′m gonna sing as loud as I should