War Party - D.R.U.N.K. (The Alphabet from Z to A) Lyrics

Two crazy eyes and a boot to the box
Two bleeding hands and a chat with the boss
Two different targets, two different chins
I'm sorry, Peter, we're drunk again

D.R.U.N.K.

Don't you lay your filthy hands on my friends
No, don't you lay your filthy hands on my friends
I can't believe I gotta say it again
I'm sick of playing at the Burger Bin

D.R.U.N.K.

I saw her face and her half head of hair
I caught the stench of a Queen Bee air
And all those curses she was spitting this way
Recite the alphabet from Z to A

D.R.U.N.K.