Posts Tagged ‘Alcoholism’

my dirty draggled brain

October 7, 2017

Funny how fallin’ feels like flyin’
for a little while

Stephen Bruton and Gary Nicholson

didn’t know I was asleep
till I woke up in this cell
with my dirty draggled brain
and a brand-new coat of smell

had a special girl who loved me
she tried to get me well
I had happiness and comfort
till I blew it all to hell

I took a couple drinks
didn’t have a care
then I stepped right off a cliff
and tried to dance on air

the bottle is my sweetheart
we’re such a lovely pair
but she don’t love me when I wake up
with vomit in my hair

didn’t know I was asleep
till I woke up in this cell
with my dirty draggled brain
and a brand-new coat of smell

by Richard W. Bray

Shrug

July 23, 2017

I chased annihilation
In a thousand roadside bars
Then I pulled myself together
And discovered who you are

Surprised to see me happy?
Disappointed I’m alive?
Were you quietly applauding
My inevitable demise?

A girl who never liked me
Said, “Hello” and wished me well
Disappointment in her voice said
“I’m amazed you’re not in hell”

Surprised to see me happy?
Disappointed I’m alive?
Were you quietly applauding
My inevitable demise?

Chastise and condemn
And tell yourself you’re blessed
I can only shrug:
I’m wishing everyone the best

Surprised to see me happy?
Disappointed I’m alive?
Were you quietly applauding
My inevitable demise?

by Richard W. Bray

Long List of Reasons

March 4, 2017

zzprison

I never made it home
To love you like I should
Got a long list of reasons
But none of ’em are good

I stopped to check the score
I had money on the game
I was headed out the door
When my appetizers came

I was feeling kinda lucky
My dice were getting hot
Some dude from Kentucky
Was lining up the shots

I was scared I’d miss something
I was totally right
It was the same old nothing
That I’m doing every night

I started painting red
Didn’t know when to stop
Got punched in the head
When I spit on a cop

So I’ll spend another night
In this stinky old cell
I never did you right
But I always meant well

I never made it home
To love you like I should
Got a long list of reasons
But none of ’em are good

by Richard W. Bray

The Champion of Ridicule

January 31, 2017

zzbar

In this godforsaken bar
Where all the dregs and outcasts are
I see the saddest drunks
I archive every punk-ass punk
Who’s lowlier than me
Amongst my nightly company

Perching on a barstool
Providing my narration
I’m the champion of ridicule
Dispensing defamation
For a smattering of fools
Inside my favorite location

Laughing at these losers,
These sorry woeful boozers
Is my greatest joy in life–
Once I had the perfect wife
But since she let me be
The laughs are all on me

Perching on a barstool
Providing my narration
I’m the champion of ridicule
Dispensing defamation
For a smattering of fools
Inside my favorite location

by Richard W. Bray

It works until it doesn’t

December 23, 2016

xxdenial

Cigarettes and alcohol and rage
Propel your injured soul
From day to day

It works until it doesn’t
And suddenly you’re old
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold

Your back-stabs and your lies
Spur you till you slip
On the blood you left behind

It works until it doesn’t
All the stories that you told
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold

Calm won’t still the storm
Surrounded by dysfunction
Deception kept you warm

It works until it doesn’t
And you can’t keep out the cold
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold

by Richard W. Bray

didn’t mean to disappoint you when I put the bottle down

November 27, 2016

zzzsober

Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down

Hordes of losers livin’
Just to watch each other drown

Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down

Now it makes y’all self-conscious
Just having me around

Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down

I ain’t got a lot of interest
In the stinky side of town

Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down

You can look inside a mirror
If you need another clown

Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down

But I sure as hell ain’t sorry
For the daylight that I found

by Richard W. Bray

The man I wanna be

October 25, 2016

zzzhotelman

There’s no one here to carry on
If I stay out the whole night long
Or give a tinker’s damn if I don’t call
I’m livin’ like I wanted to
And doin’ things I wanna do
And nothin’ means a thing to me at all

Kris Kristofferson, From the Bottle to the Bottom

I had a boring, stupid life
I had some kids; I had a wife
I had fuss; I had complain
I had a big ole ball and chain

Now the boys and me
We can all stay out till three
Cuz I’m free to be
The man I wanna be

Can’t be stuck at home at night
I got to roam; I got to fight
I need those dirty city lights
And all those wicked wet delights

Gonna burn the sheets
With every gal I see
Cuz I’m free to be
The man I wanna be

Now I’m stuck in this motel
Guess my plans didn’t go so well
Found lots of hurt and lots of smell
On my one way trip to hell

I got whiskey and tv
In a room that smells like pee
But I’m free to be
The man I wanna be

by Richard W. Bray

I don’t care

July 31, 2016

VVVVVVwhiskeyman

I don’t care she went away
I don’t care the kitchen smells
I can buy some paper plates
I can live on Taco Bell

I don’t care she went away

I don’t care that she’s gone
a man’s gotta be free
and I gotta be strong

I don’t care she went away

I don’t care that I’m alone
I ain’t about to cry
cuz I’m totally grown

I don’t care she went away
I don’t care I was wrong
time to drink some whisky
and play a sad song

by Richard W. Bray

Hell is the Hunger

June 19, 2016

WLabedzkiHorror

Somebody finished
All the drink
Somebody puked
In the sink
And who trashed your apartment
And filled it up with stink?

Hell is the hunger
That’s taking you down
Hell is the hope
That cannot be found
Hell is waking up
On the dirty side of town

Cashed in your soul
For the lowest bid
Somebody ditched your wife
And abandoned your kids
Always had a reason
For everything you did

Hell is the hunger
That’s taking you down
Hell is the hope
That cannot be found
Hell is waking up
On the dirty side of town

Opportunity melts into
A big pile of sad
Don’t blame your mother
And don’t blame your dad
Somebody threw away
Every chance you ever had

Hell is the hunger
That’s taking you down
Hell is the hope
That cannot be found
Hell is waking up
On the dirty side of town

by Richard W. Bray

Shut that stinkin’ thinkin’ down

May 29, 2016

WWEyore

Our family is a prison
Of misery and sad
My sister blames my mother
I just blame my dad

You can live or you can drown
On thoughts
You can’t get rid of
Shut that stinkin’ thinkin’ down
With fellowship and love

I’m a sad man
Getting sadder every day
Sitting on a barstool
While my life drips away

You can live or you can drown
On thoughts
You can’t get rid of
Shut that stinkin’ thinkin’ down
With fellowship and love

Everything I try to do
Is just gonna fail
I’m coward and a loser
I belong in jail

You can live or you can drown
On thoughts
You can’t get rid of
Shut that stinkin’ thinkin’ down
With fellowship and love

I should just accept
What everybody knows
Bad luck gonna follow
Everywhere I go

You can live or you can drown
On thoughts
You can’t get rid of
Shut that stinkin’ thinkin’ down
With fellowship and love

It really makes sense
To drink my blues away
It’s all God’s fault
For making me this way

You can live or you can drown
On thoughts
You can’t get rid of
Shut that stinkin’ thinkin’ down
With fellowship and love

by Richard W. Bray