Too Much Wine
Lyrics
Well, I’m trying to keep
My brains from getting dry
There’s only one way I know
I’m gonna bolt shut the windows
Barricade the doors
Let all of my judgements go
I’ll take the meat from the table
Talk straight while I’m able
Until I’m nothing less than a crime
Until my heart stops beating
I will drink myself too much wine
Well, I know I’m getting nowhere
Creeping up the backstair
Telling myself, I’m in pain
Well, even I don’t believe me
I’m threatening to leave me
Till only my dumbness remains
Well, even schoolgirls deride me
There’s something dead inside me
I give away my blood for a sign
Until my ship comes in
I’m gonna drink myself too much wine
Well, too much wine
Too much wine
I’ll be your best kind of friend
I’ll be submissive till the end of the line
And when the clock strikes seven
They can cut me down in my prime
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
Well, I’m trying to keep
My brains from getting dry
There’s only one way I know
I’m gonna bolt shut the windows
Barricade the doors
Let all of my judgements go
I’ll take the meat from the table
Talk straight while I’m able
Until I’m nothing less than a crime
Until my heart stops beating
I will drink myself too much wine
Well, too much wine
Too much wine
I’ll be your best kind of friend
I’ll be submissive till the end of the line
And when the clock strikes seven
They can cut me down in my prime
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
Oh!
Ah, too much wine
Too much wine
Oh my God
I’ll be your best kind of friend
I’ll be submissive till the end of the line
And when the clock strikes seven
They can cut me down in my prime
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
My brains from getting dry
There’s only one way I know
I’m gonna bolt shut the windows
Barricade the doors
Let all of my judgements go
I’ll take the meat from the table
Talk straight while I’m able
Until I’m nothing less than a crime
Until my heart stops beating
I will drink myself too much wine
Well, I know I’m getting nowhere
Creeping up the backstair
Telling myself, I’m in pain
Well, even I don’t believe me
I’m threatening to leave me
Till only my dumbness remains
Well, even schoolgirls deride me
There’s something dead inside me
I give away my blood for a sign
Until my ship comes in
I’m gonna drink myself too much wine
Well, too much wine
Too much wine
I’ll be your best kind of friend
I’ll be submissive till the end of the line
And when the clock strikes seven
They can cut me down in my prime
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
Well, I’m trying to keep
My brains from getting dry
There’s only one way I know
I’m gonna bolt shut the windows
Barricade the doors
Let all of my judgements go
I’ll take the meat from the table
Talk straight while I’m able
Until I’m nothing less than a crime
Until my heart stops beating
I will drink myself too much wine
Well, too much wine
Too much wine
I’ll be your best kind of friend
I’ll be submissive till the end of the line
And when the clock strikes seven
They can cut me down in my prime
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
Oh!
Ah, too much wine
Too much wine
Oh my God
I’ll be your best kind of friend
I’ll be submissive till the end of the line
And when the clock strikes seven
They can cut me down in my prime
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
Credits
Musicians
- Jon Fratelli
- Vocals, Guitar, Piano
- Barry Fratelli
- Bass
- Mince Fratelli
- Drums
Production
- Engineering
- Cameron Lister
- Mastering
- Dave Cooley
- Mixing
- Tony Hoffer
- Producer
- Tony Hoffer
Recording information
- Recorded at
- The Hobby Shop, Los Angeles
