Alcohol

Here's a story about a sinner He used to be a winner who enjoyed a life of prominence and position But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements And his selfish wife's fanatical ambition It turned him to the booze And he got mixed up with a floosie And she led him to a life of indecision The floosie made him spend his dole She left him lying on Skid Row A drunken lag in some Salvation Army Mission It's such a shame Oh demon alcohol Sad memories I cannot recall Who thought I would say Damn it all and blow it all Oh demon alcohol Memories I cannot recall Who thought I would fall a slave to demon alcohol Sad memories I cannot recall Who thought I would fall a slave to demon alcohol Barley wine, pink gin He'll drink anything Port, pernod or tequila Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks As long as all his troubles disappeared But he messed up his life, went and beat up his wife And the floosie's gone and found another sucker She's gonna turn him on to drink She's gonna lead him to the brink And when his money's gone She'll leave him in the gutter It's such a shame Oh demon alcohol Sad memories I cannot recall Who thought I would say Damn it all and blow it all Sad memories I cannot recall Who thought I would fall A slave to demon alcohol