Drink It, Drug It

Well I've been high as the mountains Cruisin' down the road in my 65 And I've got a hard-rockin' band, baby That wants to kick it to the other side And we're runnin and a-gunnin And a-jukin' and a-jumpin And I'm lookin for some lovin' In another damn town We like a little country We like a little soul We like a lotta blues baby Mixed with the rock and roll And we're a-runnin and a-gunnin And a-jukin' and a-jumpin And I'm lookin for some lovin' In another damn town You gotta drink it You gotta drug it You gotta drink it You gotta drug it You gotta drink it You gotta drug it You gotta drink it You gotta drug it You wanna jump into the whiskey You wanna jump into the fire Living this life in rock and roll band It'll make you lose your mind You gotta eat it Live it Breathe it Suck it F*ck it Drug it All the damn time You gotta drink it You gotta drug it You gotta drink it You gotta drug it Drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' alcohol Drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' alcohol Rows and rows and rows of eight balls Rows and rows and rows of eight balls Drug it drug it drug till I fall Drink that fuckin' alcohol