Drinking Song - Haley Heynderickx

I'm just gettin' back from Juarez Mexico And I'll tell you something I want you to know My poor head is aching, it throbs and it twirls From drinking tequila and teasing the girls Don't get me wrong because I'm not complaining I have no regrets, I am only explaining For all of you fellows that ain't had the thrill Of drinking tequila and teasing the girls Ooh ah, happy tonight The maidens are dancing out in the moonlight Ooh ah, on top of the world Drinking tequila and teasing the girls Moonlight and flowers make night so appealing The breeze from the garden comes tenderly stealing A beautiful maiden then whispers your name And suddenly both of your hearts are aflame Her dark eyes are gleamin', her raven hair shining You pull her up closer, your hearts are entwinning Her warm lips are thrilling, you're out of this world From drinking tequila and teasing the girls Hee ha, it's good, tome usted Tengo el dinero, vamos a cafe Hee ha, he cha bate ya Tequila tomar y muchachas amo If down in Juarez you should happen to be The Cafe El Gusto's the place you should see They claim that they have, and I know it's so The prettiest dancers in old Mexico When Spanish maidens start squirmin' and dancin' It's sure to set any young heart to romancin' Your troubles get lighter, your worries unfurl While drinking tequila and teasing the girls Ooh ha, so happy tonight The maidens are dancing out In the moonlight Ooh ha, on top of the world Drinking, tequila and teasing the girls

Trapped in hordes of twisting bodies Flashing lights on glowing skin We're all running from the gallows Try to flee this mess we're in Time will be the only answer Let's see what poison will survive Between these walls of bass and treble No one's going to save you now Ooh Girls keep drinking and the boys keep thinking of you Girls keep dying and the boys keep trying to make a move Girls keep drinking and the boys keep thinking of you Girls keep dying and the boys keep trying to make a move Pills keep slipping in our drinks Got toxins running through our veins Party like there's no tomorrow 'Cause we all now there probably ain't Let the bass drum be your heartbeat Tell your friends to dance or hide See us locked up in a bunker Do you really think we will survive? Ooh Ooh Girls keep drinking and the boys keep thinking of you Girls keep dying and the boys keep trying to make a move Girls keep drinking and the boys keep thinking of you Girls keep dying and the boys keep trying to make a move Girls keep drinking and the boys keep thinking of you Girls keep dying and the boys keep trying to make a move

Yeah, yeah I got these ideas, I got a lot on my mind And it's so hard to put 'em in a lot of songs I try to put 'em all in one, you know Just what I'm feeling, what I'm going through I've been drinking so please bear with me Eyes wide shut, barely eating, tryna get my game on Played it too cool, almost like I froze, had to put my flame on All the while watch em X me out is what he says here Magazine cover motherfucker, I ain't tripping my flow And maybe they'll listen to me when they sixty Breaking some bread down, treat it like the Last Supper Toast to all the time we were po' but still we had one another Hoppin' in/out of shuttles, I'ma be big momma I'ma get rich momma, I'm sorry I ain't got a wife or kids momma But look what I did momma Got a house that I barely can stay in A car I barely can drive I'd be a liar if I said getting money didn't make me feel alive Hustling, arguing about who's better than I in tweets But what does it matter when a new artist come out like every week? And the label all on they nutsack, good for them, keep sucking Most rappers'll bend over for you, but me? Bitch I'm not for fucking, over I'd be the biggest star, they told me Signed my name on that line and when I die, that's when it's over Moving on to the set, I was just a talented black kid But to them I was like a check Another five years of slaving and then it's on to the next I was tryna be what I envisioned as a child A king ain't a man of God when ain't no church in the wild Shit been fucked up 'cause they don't talk about Christ Everybody trying to die young but who gon' talk about life? I pull that card Good Lawd, confederate flag shit so flawed They used to fly it like pilots and burn crosses in our yards I can't get with ya if you with that whistling Dixie want that old time back But niggas got a hundred rounds and automatics so we ain't having that I ain't promoting no violence, it's people out here been wilding So much that you can get gunned down just for being happy and smiling Ain't no hotline worth dialing to say the world needs help We too busy filling our needs that we might kill us ourselves I got my gumption for my granny, had a dream about her like last night She held me tight and told me, "Little one, everything gon' be alright" My mind playing tricks on me, but I needed that there In a world where I feel all alone sometimes I'm needing her care It's hard to share my insecurities so I medicate, I mean meditate And pray to God for a second chance, for Heaven's sake I'm just waiting on a sign or two Like what I'ma do when my heart get rusty and tired And it ain't shining through, and I think about death a lot My father scared of dying, I can relate, I call him before every flight In case it ain't meant for flying, I can't hold it back Can't control these tears I mean after all these years I'm still the kid writing poems, too shy To eat in the cafeteria, I'm two cups in and three shots way I don't give a fuck about any of the shit I didn't have to say Lord knows, it's hard to see the truth with your eyes closed It's hard to protect your feelings when you so exposed Yeah, I'm so exposed I'm so exposed So exposed I let it all slip away And now all I can say Is here's a toast to a better day And the love that will come and stay Oh God, oh God, oh God, wherever you are, yeah I call your name near and far Oh, oh God, oh God, wherever you are, yeah I call your name near and far I'm so exposed I'm so exposed I'm so exposed I'm so exposed Oh God, oh God Oh God, oh God Oh yeah uh

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour