Poppin' Bottles

The smoke surrounds my head Exhaust from grandmas cigarette Bodies loom like cedars In clouds up to their necks It's time to place your bets Bullets for Russian Roulette The winner here goes home Goes home but home alone It's death in guise of party Let's dance until the dawn Us kids tucked safe in bed We'll never know what's going on Can't you hear them crying out They're begging for their shot Can't you hear them crying out Tell them what you want But children know this game They've played it here forever Pretend we're deaf and dumb Blindfolded in the corner We're flesh and blood and bones You can't have both together Can't you hear them crying out They're begging for their shot Can't you hear them crying out Tell them what you want Keep on poppin' bottles until the wheels come off