Losers Road

So here I am,
I've drenched another bottle,
Peoples attitudes are the penance
For living life at full-throttle.



Some drunks
Have gone down in history,
Look, there's Bukowski.
Perhaps it's the fuel that helps me write,
I like the way it relaxes me, and then I see the world
Through lovers eyes.



There's much that can be said for a good drink,
Like how it can allow the mind to logically think.
Forget University, Kid,
They told us the Losers Road.
"Get some good grades, the World is your own".
Do drugs, get drunk and whore your body out.
People who travelled "the good road"
Really don't have anything to talk about,
Forget the arguments of "who verses who"
Do drugs, get drunk and whore your body out.

You'll really have something to talk about.