Suicide Solution

Wine is fine, but whiskey's quicker
 Suicide is slow with liquor
 Take a bottle, drown your sorrows
 Then it floods away tomorrows
 Away tomorrows
 Evil thoughts and evil doings
 Cold, alone, you hang in ruins
 Thought that you'd escape the reaper
 You can't escape the Master Keeper
 'Cause you feel life's unreal and you're living a lie
 Such a shame, who's to blame? And you're wondering why
 Then you ask from your cask, "Is there life after birth?"
 What you saw can mean Hell on this Earth
 Hell on this Earth
 Now you live inside a bottle
 The reaper's traveling at full throttle
 It's catching you, but you don't see
 The reaper's you and the reaper is me
 Breaking laws, knocking doors, but there's no one at home
 Make your bed, rest your head, but you lie there and moan
 Where to hide? Suicide is the only way out
 Don't you know what it's really about?
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 Ah, now people
 You really know we're at
 Ah, ah, you got it, fox
 Get the plans out, Satan, Satan, Satan
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 Wine is fine, but whiskey's quicker
 Suicide is slow with liquor
 Take a bottle, drown your sorrows
 Then it floods away tomorrows
 Take me away
 Oh, oh, tomorrow
 It's never getting me flaps, no flaps
 No fox, I don't flaps, nothing