Guns, Bitches, Brawls & Bottles

As gray as a monarch, the moments I pass
The whiskey bottle is my globe and the scepter is my glass
My table is my throne, and the barroom is my court
The bar whore is my subject and drinking is my sport
Don't look for me in daylight, where robots all assemble
You'll find me in my dark world, in my smoke filled temple
Whiskey breath and painted women bring me to my senses
Prostitutes and loaded guns 'cause trouble is my business
Guns, bitches, brawls and bottles, that's the only life I lead
Don't know where I'll wake tomorrow, but today is all I need
When the sun goes down, into the night I'll creep
I'll beg, I'll steal and borrow, I'll hustle for my keep
Do what I've got to do, the city is my play
I'll kill you for a dollar if it's in the cards today
Don't look for me in daylight, where robots all assemble
You'll find me in my dark world, in a smoke filled temple
Whiskey breath and painted women bring me to my senses
Prostitutes and loaded guns, 'cause trouble is my business