Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
Bonnie “Prince” Billy
I am drinking again, oh
I'm on my seventh cold glass of gin, oh
Life is a tribute to you
And so is dying
And drinking in this way
To die is what I'm trying
I also try to keep my looks
In case an angel loves me
And lifts me up with angel hooks
To someplace high above (me)
I am drinking again, oh
I'm on my ninth cold glass of gin, oh
And people argue with me
But I have never been stronger
Nor held so strong a feeling
Inside of me longer
With no one at all knowing
O but I know
Just what I need to live this life
Oh...
And all of us here
Raise our eyes and our spirits
Our hands and our voices
That your ears may hear it
I am drinking again and I toast you
Who will never know what it is that I do