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lyrics
"When I lit out from Central
I was trailed by 20 rounds
Didn't find a bed that night
'til the morning came around
But I found myself a lover
And I found myself a friend
Crawled into the light of day
And swore never again
I've traveled down this road before
And wound up in the ditch
It's that feeling that won't leave you be
No matter how you itch
But I got myself back on two feet
And I jumped back in the ring
Asked me what I learned I'll tell you
Not a goddamned thing
It's that low bar
Everybody down
I ought to do my drinking
With my feet upon the ground
I'm Ishmael when I'm sober
But I'm Ahab when I'm drunk
Chasing after big white whales
And just to push my luck
I guise myself in effigy of
All that you despise
And just to make my point
I leave my mark between your eyes
It's that low bar
Everybody down
I ought to do my drinking
With my feet upon the ground
Were I to turn the tables
See it from the other side
There's much to be desired
That my point of view might hide
Should you rise to the occasion
You're better off than most
But a quickly finished drunken boar
Is not a gracious host
It's that low bar
Everybody down
I ought to do my drinking
With my feet upon the ground"