Paroles de Uncoolohol

The war cry of the raging drunken sot That sends unwelcome pangs right up your bot It bellows forth from open windows all night long Puts up on the thought of right and wrong Uncoolohol Uncoolohol The war cry of the drinker of the drink Can send your senses reeling to the brink What's your poison breath and outlook Puke and bile Lose all sense of reason, humour, style Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncool The war cry of the boozer of the booze In normal state of little left to lose Pissed and witless blood and bandage Not a care Splashing noxious liquids everywhere Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncoolohol Uncool