Well I've been high as the mountains

cruisin' down the road in my 65

and I've got a hard-rockin' band, baby

that wants to kick it to the other side



And we're runnin and a-gunnin

and a-jukin' and a-jumpin

and I'm lookin for some lovin' 

in another damn town



We like a little country -

We like a little soul -

We like a lotta blues baby 

mixed with the rock and roll



And we're a-runnin and a-gunnin

and a-jukin' and a-jumpin

and I'm lookin for some lovin' 

in another damn town



You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it

You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it



You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it

You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it



You wanna jump into the whiskey

you wanna jump into the fire

Living this life in rock and roll band 

it'll make you lose your mind



you gotta eat it-

live it-

breathe it-

suck it-

fuck it-

drug it-

all the damn time



You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it

You gotta drink it

You gotta drug it



Drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' alcohol

Drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' alcohol



Rows and rows and rows of eight balls

Rows and rows and rows of eight balls



Drug it drug it drug till I fall

Drink that fuckin' alcohol