These Times Have Got Me Drinking / Tripping Up the Stairs Songtext
von Flogging Molly

Oh, these times have got me drinkin′
As I'm trippin′ up the stairs
To an empty room left haunted
By a ghost who once lived there
Now I'm trippin' up the stairs

Through a sea of faceless bottles
And the stench of the afternoon
I crawl into this coffin
Sure I was dead before I knew

Ah, mornin′ starts with sunset
As the darkness fills my eye
It′s been so long since another soul
Occupied this life

So I head downstairs to a familiar friend
Who'll comfort, maybe talk
About our roads less travelled
And to the best times we ever had
And to the best times we ever had


Oh, these times have got me drinkin′
As I'm trippin′ up the stairs
To an empty room left haunted
By a ghost who once lived there

Peace be with the troubled
As the these times now make it clear
Try forget until it's over
When the last call splits your ear

Oh, these times have got me drinkin′
As I'm trippin' up the stairs
Never asked for the perfect saviour
Never wanted though I cared
Now I′m trippin′ up the stairs

So I'll crucify another
To nail away the fear
But don′t pity me, I'm just broken
Who′ll be the next brave volunteer?
Who'll be the next brave volunteer?

Oh, these times have all us drinkin′
As we're trippin' up the stairs
To an empty room left haunted
By a ghost who once lived there


Oh, these times have got me drinkin′
As I′m trippin' up the stairs
Never asked for a perfect saviour
Never wanted though I cared
Now I′m trippin' up the stairs

Mind yourself