Tart, I devote this to you
See that guy coming out of the mart?
I know him quite well and his name is Tart.
See that bottle in his hand?
So everything's goin'
Just-as-planned.
He doesn't look glace
With all that bristle on his face.
He's really untidy.
And what did you expect to see?
It's already friday!
"What a shame" - you may think,
"Why did he buy so much drink?"
The answer is laconic -
He's an alcoholic!
Chorus:
Tart, Tart, Tart -
He used to be smart.
He even used to own a ho'tel
And now he lives with a bottle!
The years are passing by
And his liver says "goodbye"!
Yesterday Tart was so drunk
He even slept in a trunk.
He even doesn't care
What-to-wear.
He exchanged for a booze
His last pair of shoes.
He doesn't have a car,
A pet or a guitar.
He used to work as a porter -
Now he begs for a quarter.
And-for-a-dime
He can even eat lime.
But please don't blame
The poor old man.
Chorus:
Tart, Tart, Tart -
He used to be smart.
He even used to own a ho'tel
And now he lives with a bottle!
The years are passing by
And his liver says "goodbye"!
Tart, Tart, Tart -
He used to be smart.
He even used to own a ho'tel
And now he lives with a bottle!
The years are passing by
And his liver says "goodbye"!
PS Please don't take offence :3 I'm in a kind of a lirycal madness fit at the monent xDD
PPS Too bad my micropho is broken
Last edited by slasher666; May 20, 2010 at 12:40 PM.
