Well I feel no pain?
The battle is my ball and chain
Am I insane?
My breath smells like kerosene
Dont tou look at me
Im a sight for sore eyes to see
I cant believe
Well Im a walkin talkin misery
Brain drain, one ninety grain
Its not the caine, not the Mary Jane
But the golden grain
Oh dont you touch my bottle
You might drop it break it then I die
If lifes worth living, then tell me why I cry the blues?
But dont you pray for me
I dont need your fuckin sympathy
Just a little drink, it means about the same to me
Yea
Brain drain, oneninty grain
Am I insane?
Will I ever change?
Brain drain, oneninty grain
Its not the caine, not the Mary Jane
But the golden grain
Im a redneck punk
Cant remember when I wasnt drunk
People say I stink
But I dont care what they think no
No colored whiskey
I dont drink that rock and roll
Pass that oneninty
And Ill say bye bye
Brain drain, oneninty grain
Am I insane?
Will I ever change?
Brain drain, oneninty grain
Its not the caine, not the Mary Jane
But the golden grain
Brain drain, oneninty grain
Brain drain, oneninty grain
Its not the caine, not the Mary Jane
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