Style in the 21st century.
Glorious, glorious beer and wine!
Drink, and drink, 'til every thing's fine.
I can't walk, can't even stand up.
I turned out to be such an awful fuck.
I puked up my vodka, what a waste.
So I ate it back up, with a horrendous taste.
I abuse my daughter, for no reason at all.
I smack her around, and watch her fall.
I got no job, and have no car.
I smoke 'til my lungs turn to tar.
I live in a camper, and smoke my crack.
My kids tell me "personality you lack."
I don't believe them, i'm not in denial.
Drugs and alcohol give me style.
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