Woke up in a strangers house through a shivering sleep on a tattered couch sifting through my laundry an evangelist was pointing at me through a flashing tv screen
That something left on from the night before beer bottles and records strewn all over the floor rubbing my eyes to the dawn where will I find the strength to carry on? I don't know what to believe
Ponder the last few years on dilapidated steps that never seems to lead to anything-lead to anything at all
[Chorus] Alcohol makes the world go round for me and all my friends roaming from town to town buy another drink for me please take away all my monotony if you set them up-I'll knock 'em down make the world go round
Made a living trying to test my luck as I lay there thinking I'm totally fucked there's a fart lingering in the van while the same CD's are playing over again as I try to fall asleep
Ponder the last few years in some remote place in the west all I know is that there's still work to be done like places we haven't been to yet [Chorus] Alcohol makes the world go round when we've spent the last 10 hours driving to your town and all I hear are apologies about your club/ about your scene and I'm just trying to drown out the sound that I hear all around
Stumbled back to the club in the rain caught my reflection in the window pane those eyes always searching for something with always something in the way