You´re sitting in a bar
And you´re drunk like hell
The guy next to you he
Has a story to tell
´Bout his wife he doesn´t wanna go to
And the whores he likes to fuck
´Bout his children and all the money
He´s got
And the rain outside
Is falling down
And you, you´re sitting here
Drinking beer after beer
And the rain is falling down
And you poor boy try to drown your sorrows
You smoke your last cigarette
The last one you got
You don´t have any money left because
You spent a lot
For old old whiskey
And some bottles of the cheapest beer
There´s no reason to live
And no reason to be here
And the rain outside
Is falling down
And you, you´re sitting here
Drinking beer after beer
And the rain is falling down
And you poor boy try to drown your sorrows
And the rain outside
Is falling down
And you, you´re sitting here
Drinking beer after beer
And the rain is falling down
And you poor boy try to drown your sorrows
And the rain is falling down
And you poor boy try to drown your sorrows

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