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Home Brew
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hayden Dick
Songwriter
Tom Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Scott
Producer
Lyrics
(Hi, everybody)
(Welcome to the Wednesday meeting, yep yep)
(Um everybody give it up for Eli, first of all)
(He's been off the meth for a whole month now)
(And his wife's getting out of jail next Thursday)
(Is that right?)
(Anyway we've got a new speaker today)
(So big round of applause for this young man here)
Is this thing on?
It's been about a week now
And I'm starting to get weak now
I wake up at 11:30
That's when I start getting thirsty
And I don't know what it is
All I know there's a bottle in the fridge
With my name on it
If I want it
'Cause I'm an alcoholic and I know
Yeah, hi my name is Tom, I'm an addict
Can't really remember just how long I been at it
I'm guessing that this happened like a pattern that I follow
'Cause my father's a fiend
And so was mom
So its something like part of my genes
But it's hard to get clean
But as hard as its been
At the end of it I really can only answer to me
And it's the way it is
I truly learned that
So don't give me all that "Channeling the universe" Crap
Thats a load of shit
And I ain't tryna to pass the blame
Like it's just a part of fate
And I ain't got a part to play
'Cause if that's the case then I really can't escape
Might as well just start the day with a glass of chardonnay
Like my dad does
Thinking that time can never catch us
Following my nose kinda like my bro Haz does
But I'm scared I'll end up in a home like Daz was
That dude went mad once
But nah, fuck that buzz
I'm looking for a little more
But shit is raw
Cause its just a little short walk to the liquor store
A little more to middlemore
My mind keeps saying "This is what I'm living for"
But my liver isn't sure
It's 6 in the morning they're about to close the club
But we know the owner so we're there until they open up
And that's why I'm broke as fuck bank account Golden Duck
Blowing bucks on these drugs going nuts tryna sober up
I woke up Friday morning
Lying on the floor in a one man cell
He said I punched that Cunt-stable
How many lies can one man tell
And now I'm on probation
They got me at rehabilitation
Asking for some explanation
I said "I just like getting wasted"
So don't ask why I'm stoned
And look lady, I don't know
Sign my forms so I can go
Cause I got court at 9 tomorrow
And if the judge is a bitch
I could even jump off a bridge
Or go get on it
'Cause I'm an alcoholic and I know
I fucking hate this place
Fucking hate this place
More than fucking ace of bass
Fuck what this lady says
I bet she's smoked more smack than I've ever drank beer
And then she asks me if I been high this week
"Fuck yeah"
I've been high like a pilot
Why try to deny it
I won't lie I've been wired
Popping E like vitamin C
You wanna read my mind like a psychic
You really wanna know why I get high
'Cause I like it
Does it really take a fucking Einstein to figure that out?
How much more shit can you spit out your fat mouth?
Who would have known you'd get addicted to crack?
(Wow)
What a fucking breakthrough
Everybody clap now
Just give it up for Jack for giving up the crack
It's been a whole week since he had a huff and snap
Rolled his dead ex-wife in some bubble wrap
Filled a duffel bag with all her husband's stuff and gapped,yeah
It's been a month and they got nothing back
Just a lecture from some alchie in a trucker cap
Tryna to tell me how to me live my life
Bro cut the crap
Sobriety?
What the fuck is that?
Can't even spell it bro
I fucking hate this place like the fucking Ellen show
Straight up
I fucking hate this place like fucking Baby Face and Eric Clapton
Nah, fuck this shit I ain't even finished this shit
I won't go and get stoned with some hippie bitch with ankle bracelets
Paint your toe nails, bitch
Written by: Hayden Dick, Robert Dick, Tom Scott