Mutant Drunk

N.C. We were walking into ambush, didn't know that we could die N.C. From overall exposure to this level of pesticide G C Now we're mutants, freaks of nature, barely coherent enough to lie D G About our relative ability to ask for a fucking ride G C D G F# G C We've been drinking shots of whiskey, vodka, the greenest of Chartreuse D G F# We've been pounding down the absinthe til we're little to no use G C To our girlfriends, parents, colleagues, pets or brothers, just refuse D G In a dump where beings like us go to pass out before we puke D C G Pass that Jack, Citron, Coke lime and rum, Jose, Jim Beam, Old Thompson, D C G That Absolute - Oh shit, I puked, sorry man, that wasn't awesome D C G But don't mine me, just gonna see how far I'll go before D C G This big dick goes and throws me out the door G C I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you D G F# At this point we're not even playing our own songs for any of you G C We're just rambling, making noise, and generally wasting all your time D G But for some ridiculous reason you all find it appropriate to whine