Bottle, bottle, on the wall, who's the drunkest of us all?

Set yourself up for the fall, who's a slave to alcohol

I know a place where you can go, you'll probably see no one that you know

A few minutes will make you think you probably need another drink

They said that I had a disease, I asked them, "What?" if they please

I asked them what the fuck they meant

Victim of the six percent

Now I'm so ashamed of it

I guess it's time that I quit

Cheers!

I saw a friend the other day, getting out of an A.A

He was looking really good, that made me think of myself

I care about my worthless friends, don't like to see them kill themselves

Get so strung out they lose all hope, why do you think they call it dope?

They said that I had a disease, I asked them, "What?" if they please

I asked them what the fuck they meant

Victim of the six percent

Now I'm so ashamed of it

I guess it's time that I quit

Trembling hands, bloodshot eyes, propose a toast to my demise

God gave me this liver

I didn't know he was an Indian giver