Whiskey Tea

Tie your ropes/ You careless man/ You've lost your hand/ In the height of your work/ So you've returned/ To the home you left/ But righteousness is for the weak/ Yet with a little more discipline/ You could have stood the heat/

Underneath your hat/ Turn up your eyes/ Sharpen up your lies/ We have ambitions too/ Plans for loyalty/ So, pour him a cup of tea/ Weed him off the whiskey/ But in the end/ He will just mix it in/ It's no surprise/ It's no surprise/

And if he goes a running/ It's cause he's free/ Though his tracks always show/ With blood/ Or the fire from his feet/ Truth assured/ There was no deal with the devil/ It's that mankind is the one/ Who won't let him be/ Oh, those tracks always show/ He can never be free/

Underneath your hat/ Turn up your eyes/ Sharpen up your lies/ We have ambitions too/ Plans for loyalty/ So, pour him a cup of tea/ Weed him off the whiskey/ But in the end/ He will just mix it in/ It's no surprise/ It's no surprise/

Lead him to the water/ Surely he will drink/ Yet when he bends down/ He's more interested in/ The reflections he sees/ He sees/ He sees/ He sees/

Underneath your hat/ Turn up your eyes/ There's no surprise/ There's no surprise/

Tie your ropes/ You careless man/ You've lost your hand/ In the height of your work/