Village Idiot Publishing
(C) 2000 Diary of a Spirit
SILENT NIGHT
Whiskey drinking women, and bear drinking men,
I tell you the truth there is no end.
My misery is shrouded, by either based joy,
There isn't any mystery to this toxic decoy.
I dare not wonder what tomorrow will bring,
The though of a hangover, would only disesteem.
But shallow friendship, Will have to suffice,
The thing I like the most, is no one thinks twice.
They know I've been done wrong, and won't let me down,
The party is on them, and there will be no demise.
Cause whiskey drinking women, and beer drinking men,
Have one thing in common, they don't give a damn.