Quarter to Four Songtext
von New Bomb Turks

Woo!

So here it comes again
That self-inflicted pain
The popped cork and glass
On your ass

I got the wine and depression, coming on so fast
Blinding intentions see the eyelids crash
Digging for dollars through the holes burning
Wine and depression, yeah, you gonna win

I got wine and depression
And I′m feeling like I gotta move
Well, wine and depression
The only mixed drink I approve
When the time and conditions
Drown this sinking thinking man
I screw myself, pop the cork
And let the river bend


So let me dive right in
Tears are my best friends
I'll wallow while I can
While I can

Maybe it′s whining depression, I'm a little brat
When the wine gets depressing I'll try another hat
For now it′s lamp shades and some belly laughs
I got the wine and depression, it′s a gas, gas, gas
Gas, gas, gas, it's gonna pass

I got wine and depression
And I′m feeling like I gotta move
Wine and depression
Wine and depression, baby

When the time and conditions
Drown this sinking thinking man
I screw myself, pop the cork
And let the river bend

So here it comes again
That self-inflicted pain
The popped cork and glass
On your ass


I got the wine and depression, coming on so fast
Blinding intentions see the eyelids crash
Digging for dollars through the holes burning
I got wine and depression, yeah, it's gonna win

Gonna win
Gonna win, aw!