Sage Francis - Three Sheets to the Wind lyrics

Had one too many one way conversations
With the licky-licky lord
'Till I grew a scissor tongue
And c-c-cut the cord
Put the phone on the floor
Detach the wires in my head
Took awhile to accept that that line was dead

Didn't never wanna not live forever
Didn't never wanna not not wanna live

Nah, it didn't matter if the laughter
Didn't come after the bad joke
If i was down with the
Filthy rich or flat broke
Accepted by the Aryans or black folk
Cause i was carrying this weight
Until my back broke
Wasn't trying to be no hip
Hop god or raps GOAT
Shootin' to be a rock star
Like it's my last hope
Eyeballin' that pack of smokes, do me in!
Graduatin' on the crack coke, do me in!
Knocked of a paddle boat in the
Middle of the castle moat
Kings men are yelling GRAB THE ROPE!

Three sheets to the wind!
Three sheets to the wind!

I talk like a sailor, my mother is one
That's why i got this sixth sense
Of direction and my split tongue
Taught me how to go with the
Flow when the winds come
Curled up in a ball and tried
To hide inside a kick drum
While the crew is gettin' piss drunk i had
To purify my own and drink up
I had to save and conserve
Recycle my salty words to keep the meat on
My bones all pres-s-s-served

It was a tug of war
And we all fought together
'Till we went our own way
When the c-c-c-cord was severed
The stormy weather would begin
We'd all succumb to this sin
Any bar within reach
Three sheets to the wind
From a back pedal the
Backstroke got traded in
My life jacket for a mask and cloak
Three sheets to the wind
I had to go, watch the sail grab the rope
See shanty ending on a sad note
Three sheets to the wind
Malnutrition (Pull me in)
Bad Religion (Pull me in)
Fact or Fiction that's addiction
Three sheets to the wind

Pick it up, put it down

Three sheets to the wind