Social Disease

I get bombed for dinner time and tea

Well I just get high on tequila
I'm a genuine example of a social disease
I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good time
But my liquor also helps to grease her palms
And it seems, I pay the rent in human kindness
And the night time is a time of little use
And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing
And see visions of vineyards in my dreams
And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning
And see visions of vineyards in my dreams
I get juiced on Mateus and just hang loose

I'm a genuine example of a social disease
And they're falling apart at the seams

Disturbance's going to crucify my days
And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning
For I just get ugly and older
And the ladies are all getting wrinkles
I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good time
I get bombed for dinner time and tea

I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good time
Well that is when she isn't in my arms
And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning
And the days they get longer and longer
And the ladies are all getting wrinkles
Well I just get high on tequila
I'm a genuine example of a social disease
I get bombed for dinner time and tea
Oh my landlady lives in a caravan
And they're falling apart at the seams