New Mexico
I was fairly drunk when it
began and I took out my bottle and used it
along the way. I was reading a week or two after
Kandel and I did not look quite as
pretty but
I brought it off and we
ended up at the Webbs, 6, 8, 10 of
us, and I drank scotch, wine, beer, tequila
and noticed a nice one sitting next to me -
one tooth missing when she smiled,
lovely, and I put my arm around her
and began loading her with bullshit. when I awakened at 10 a.m. the next morning
I was in a strange house
in bed with this
woman. she was asleep but looked
familiar.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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Trashed
It really was a meeting
The bottle took a beating
The ladies of the manor
Watched me climb into my car and I was
Going down the track about a hundred and five
They had the stopwatch rolling
I had the headlights blazing I was really alive
And yet my mind was blowing
I drank a bottle of tequila and I felt real good
But on the twenty-fifth lap at the canal turn
I went off exploring
I knew I wouldnt make it the car just wouldnt make it
I was turning the tires burning
The ground was in my sky
I was laughing the bitch was trashed
And death was in my eye
I had started pretty good and I was feeling my way
I had the wheels in motion
There was peter and the greenfly laughing like drains
Inebriation
The crowd was roaring I was at brands hatch
In my imagination
But at the canal turn I hit an oily patch
Inebriation
Ooh mr. miracle, you saved me from some pain
I thank you mr. miracle, I wont get trashed again
Ooh, can you hear my lies
Dont you bother with this fool just laugh into my eyes
So we went back to the bar and hit the bottle again
But there was no tequila
Then we started on the whiskey just to steady our brains
cause there was no tequila
And as we drank a little faster at the top of our hill
We began to roll
And as we got trashed we were laughing still
Oh bless my soul
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Christmas in in Lisbon
Christmas in Lisbon (1974)
The day before Christmas the Atlantic was in a frenzy
it was with relief when we turned starboard and met
the softer water of Tagus.
We birthed far from town, on a double Decker Bus
I had bumpy drive into town. I good meal and wine,
just sting sitting there reading newspapers.
Rang my wife to hear a friendly voice, she asked if I
was drunk since I sounded so chirpy. Put down the phone
Drank some more wine and aimlessly walked about.
Picked up an cushy prostitute, needed a warm body
next to mine, In the morning I took a taxi back and
a new long, laborious shipboard day began.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Bottle Of Red Wine
(by bonnie bramlett and eric clapton)
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
I cant get up out of bed
With this crazy feeling in my head.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
You hear what I say?
Gonna love you anyway.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
I went to an all-night get together
And everyone I knew was there.
Had the love that would last forever.
Everywhere I looked, I saw you standing there.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
I cant get up out of bed
With this crazy feeling in my head.
I said get up right now, oh oh.
I said get up right now.
Feel so bad this morning; got a terrible headache in my head.
Do me a favor, baby, do me a favor please.
Please get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up, get up; get your man a big big bottle of red wine.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Big Night On The Town
drunk on the dark streets of some city,
it's night, you're lost, where's your
room?
you enter a bar to find yourself,
order scotch and water.
damned bar's sloppy wet, it soaks
part of one of your shirt
sleeves.
It's a clip joint-the scotch is weak.
you order a bottle of beer.
Madame Death walks up to you
wearing a dress.
she sits down, you buy her a
beer, she stinks of swamps, presses
a leg against you.
the bar tender sneers.
you've got him worried, he doesn't
know if you're a cop, a killer, a
madman or an
Idiot.
you ask for a vodka.
you pour the vodka into the top of
the beer bottle.
It's one a.m. In a dead cow world.
you ask her how much for head,
drink everything down, it tastes
like machine oil.
you leave Madame Death there,
you leave the sneering bartender
there.
you have remembered where
your room is.
the room with the full bottle of
wine on the dresser.
the room with the dance of the
roaches.
Perfection in the Star Turd
where love died
laughing.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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Best Of All Possible Worlds
I was runnin' through the summer rain tryin' to catch the evenin' train
And kill that old familiar pain weevin' through my tangled brain
When I tipped my bottle back I smacked into a cop I didn't see
That policeman said Mr Cool if you're ain't drunk then you're a fool
I said if that's against the law tell me why I never saw
A man locked in that jail of yours who wadn't just as lowdown poor as me
Well that was when someone turned out the lights
And I wound up in jail to spend the night
And dream of all the wine and lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds
Well I woke up next morning feelin' like my head was gone
And like my thick old tongue was lickin' somethin' sick and wrong
And I told that man I'd sell my soul if somethin' wet and cold is that old cell
That kindly jailer grinned at me all eaten up with sympathy
Then bought himself another beer and came and whispered in my ear
That booze was just a dime a bottle boy you couldn't even buy the smell
I said I knew there was somethin' I liked about this town
But it takes more than that to bring me down down down
Cause there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds
Well they finally came and told me they was a gonna set me free
And I'd be leavin' town if I knew what was good for me
I said it's nice to learn that everybody's so concerned about my health
I said I won't be leavin' no more quicker than I can
Cause I've enjoyed about this much of this as I can stand
And I don't need this town of yours more than I've never needed nothing else
Cause there's still a lotta drinks that I ain't drunk
Lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't thought oh yeah
Lord there's still so many lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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A Rape In The Late Night
It was a late night,
I had to complete my office-work,
So I made a sitting with my boss.
I saw my boss staring at me,
My shawl slipped down,
But the boss kept it back,
on my shoulders,
I paid him thanks,
'Mention not' he said,
Then he hugged me tightly,
He began to pat my back.
And took me up in his embrace.
I was frightened and,
tried myself to hide
He had come over me
and paid so many kisses
on my cheeks.
I requested him,
Not to stretch me wide,
He took a bottle of beer,
And told me dear,
Take some wine please,
I will sure you release,
Promise, you would do it sure,
Oh, yes, he promised, once more.
I took a sip of wine,
He murmured very fine!
Then he made me drink again,
I had become intoxicated,
So I took the wine again and again,
Having too much drink,
I was unable to think,
The difference between wrong and right,
My boss covered me with all his might.
I had no sense then he made me nude,
And began to kiss my fleshy thighs
as a delicious food,
I couldn't oppose,
He got me ready for different pose,
Then he embraced me and enjoyed
To co-operate him I couldn't avoid.
He stroke me all the night long,
Raped me again and again,
In the morning he left me alone,
When I woke up and,
Came back to my senses,
Recalling all nightly activity,
I knew I had lost my virginity.
...............................
poem by Rani Madhubala
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Drunken Memories Of Anne Sexton
The first and last time I met
my ex-lover Anne Sexton was at
a protest poetry reading against
some anti-constitutional war in Asia
when some academic son of a bitch,
to test her reputation as a drunk,
gave her a beer glass full of wine
after our reading. She drank
it all down while staring me
full in the face and then said
"I don't care what you think,
you know," as if I was
her ex-what, husband, lover,
what? And just as I
was just about to say I
loved her, I was, what,
was, interrupted by my beautiful enemy
Galway Kinnell, who said to her
"Just as I was told, your eyes,
you have one blue, one green"
and there they were, the two
beautiful poets, staring at
each others' beautiful eyes
as I drank the lees of her wine.
poem by Alan Dugan
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There were years when I was a beer and tequila guy, then I got real fat. And then I found that you could actually go on a diet and drink scotch. Then I got hooked on scotch, and if you get hooked on scotch, then everything else just tastes wrong.
Man And Bottle
Just an empty brandy bottle by the door
An empty bottle standing on the floor
Last week 'twas worth a carpenter's day's pay
But now it isn't worth taking away.
Last week 'twas full of brandy to the top
But in it now there's not a single drop
Just like a candy box without the candy
What value a brandy bottle without brandy?
The man who drank the brandy he is dead
Like all dead men a pine box is his bed
He rests in peace where all dead people lay
Six foot under graveyard earth and clay.
He drank the brandy and then drove his car
But alas the poor man did not travel far
His car left the road and crashed against a tree
And with his life he paid for gluttony.
Next time you're in a bar and have to drive a car, do think
Hard liquor is a thing you ought not drink
Spare a thought for the poor man who drank the brandy
And ask the publican for a beer shandy.
poem by Francis Duggan
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How Much Tequila
How much tequila did i drink last night?
It's really anybody's guess.
I poured them so fast,
I couldn't keep them in the glass,
But this morning i sure am a mess.
My head is four or five times its normal size
And i got this big old cactus stuck between my eyes.
I can't recall a single thing i did or said
Or the names of all these people sleeping in this bed.
Tell me how, tell me how, tell me how, tell me how,
Tell me how much tequila did i drink last night?
How did i get these cuts and bruises all over my body?
I must have fallen down somehow.
I believe it had something to do with karate
-- it's all coming back to me now.
I was standing in a bar with king kong's cousin,
He must have been seven foot three.
His elbow gave me a bump, and so i said "hey, chump,
Would you like to step outside with me?"
Tell me how, tell me how, tell me how, tell me how,
Tell me how much tequila did i drink last night?
My mouth is filled with cotton and my brain is sore.
I left last night's dinner on this morning's floor.
My stomach is swollen and my eyeballs shrunk.
I drank so much that my hair got drunk.
I see a big old worm about ten feet long
Hallucinating purple cows.
Somebody moved the furniture while i was gone.
Uh oh, this is not my house.
I could call us a taxi on the telephone
If i only knew where we are.
I guess i'm gonna have to drive myself back home
As soon as i can find the car.
Tell me how, tell me how, tell me how, tell me how,
Tell me how much tequila did i drink last night?
song performed by by John Prine
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Wiped Out
Wiped out!
I went to a party, just so smartly, cool as cool could be
I knew I could make it, knew I could shake it, lose some fancy free
So I went to the table and reached for a bottle
And poured me a glass of wine
Took a few sips and looked around, I was feelin fine
But an hour along, comin on strong, I was gettin drunk
The next thing I knew I looked at you, I was blind as a skunk, I was
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I was wiped out, I had my lights out
Was fallin right out, cos I was wiped out
Through the smoke-filled room I caught your eye
And I think that you caught mine
And I knew in a minute or maybe less, it was just a matter of time
Then you started to move with such a groove, stronger than sneakin slow
Then you looked at me with your big blue eyes, they had such a glow
Then I took your hand and tried to stand and ended up sittin back down
Then you smiled at me and gave me a wink, how quick I lost my frown, I was
Chorus
So I looked at you and then I knew that we were gonna have some fun
So I thought to myself, wine was out, we should switch to rum
So without a word, and like some bird, we flew to another place
And pretty soon we were in some room stretched miles out in space
The room was turnin, we were burnin, things became a haze
It seemed that already I had too many, firewater caused the blaze, I was
Chorus repeats out
song performed by by Kiss
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The Best Of All Possible Worlds
I was runnin thru the summer rain, tryn to catch that evenin train
And kill the old familiar pain weavin thru my tangled brain
When I tipped my bottle back and smacked into a cop I didnt see
That police man said, mister cool, if you aint drunk, then youre a
Fool.
I said, if thats against the law, then tell me why I never saw
A man locked in that jail of yours who wasnt neither black or poor as
Me?
Well, that was when someone turned out the lights
And I wound up in jail to spend the night
And dream of all the wine and lonely girls
In this best of all possible worlds.
Well, I woke up next mornin feelin like my head was gone
And like my thick old tongue was lickin something sick and wrong
And I told that man Id sell my soul for something wet and cold as that
Old cell.
That kindly jailer grinned at me, all eaten up with sympathy
Then poured himself another beer and came and whispered in my ear,
If booze was just a dime a bottle boy, you couldnt even buy the smell
I said, I knew there was something I liked about this town.
But it takes more than that to bring me down, down, down.
cause theres still a lot of wine and lonely girls
In this best of all possible worlds
Well, they finally came and told me they was a gonna set me free
And Id be leavin town if I knew what was good for me
I said, its nice to learn that evrybodys so concerned about my
Health.
(they were obsessed with it)
I said, I wont be leavin no more quicker than I can
cause Ive enjoyed about as much of this as I can stand
And I dont need this town of yours more than I never needed nothin
Else.
cause theres still alot of drinks that I aint drunk
And lots of pretty thoughts that I aint thunk
And lord theres still so many lonely girls
In this best of all possible worlds.
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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The Scattered Dream
There lived a boy in my city,
Who was poor but had big dream,
Of becoming a doctor with dignity,
And his boat was sailing good in stream.
He sat in test and qualified,
For the admission in Bangalore,
He thanked God and was fully satisfied,
Now he dreamt of new ideas explore.
The day came soon, he boarded the train,
Having documents in original to show,
Wind turned cold when it began to rain,
He was happy so he let his emotions grow.
Two unfamiliar men sitting beside him,
Offered him biscuit that looked precious,
Without thinking, he ate them in his whim,
And soon, he became unconscious.
They took away his documents and money,
And got down when next station came,
The boy was robbed in this honey,
He was taken to hospital when police came.
He opened his eyes and began to weep,
All his good efforts became mock,
He often cried when he was asleep,
And all his dreams ended in smoke.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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(Oh) Pretty Woman
Pretty woman, walkin? down the street
Pretty woman the kind I'd like to meet
Pretty woman I don?t believe you, it must be true
No one could look as good as you---mercy
Pretty woman won?t you pardon me
Pretty woman I couldn?t help but see
Pretty woman oh you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me---Pretty woman stop awhile
Pretty woman talk awhile
Pretty woman give your smile to me
Pretty woman yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty woman look my way
Pretty woman say you?ll stay with me-ee
Cuz I need you, Need you tonight
Pretty woman don?t walk on by
Pretty woman don?t make me cry
Pretty woman don?t walk away, hey----OK
If that?s the way it must be---OK
I guess I?ll go on home, it?s late
There'll be tomorrow night, but wait
What do I see?
She's walkin? back to me
Oh, oh, pretty woman
song performed by by Van Halen
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Over Dose
As i got into the van i smelled weed
sweet weed the one thing i craved
as my best friend looked at me
she took 3 hits and passed it to me
i took a look at it and as i took a hit
i began to smile
the wanting for it was gone
with every hit i could feel my troubles leaving
we passed it around till it was done
then we went to the store and bought a 40
as me and my friend passed it back and forth
the horrible taste sat in my mouth
once again i craved weed
she rolled another and passed it back
i took more hits ever time
i got a little sick but kept going
i drank more too
the next day was the same
we smoked 5 joints
drank a whole bottle of whine
and drank some beer
the next day was the same
except the second night i did it
no matter how much i tried
i couldnt cry
even though the feeling was there
as my friend watched me get sick
from the over dose
i closed my eyes
i remember crying make it stop
and her light voice saying its ok
you will be fine i promise
when i look back on those nights
i wish it would have killed me some times
but that was last weekend so the past
is the past and theres always other days.
poem by Sandy Vanity
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Pretty Woman
pretty woman walkin' down the street
Pretty woman, the kind i like to meet
Pretty woman, i don't believe you
You're not the truth
No one could look as good as you
Mercy
Pretty woman, won't you pardon me
Pretty woman, i couldn't help but see
Pretty woman, and you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me
Pretty woman, stop a while
Pretty woman, talk a while
Pretty woman, give your smile to me
Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty woman, look my way
Pretty woman, say you'll stay with me
Cause i need you
I'll treat you right
Come with me baby
Be mine tonight
Pretty woman, don't walk on by
Pretty woman, don't make me cry
Pretty woman, don't walk away
Ok
If that's the way it must be, ok
I guess i'll go on home, it's late
There'll be tomorrow night
But wait, what do i see?
Is she walking back to me?
Yeah, she's walking back to me
O-oh
Pretty woman.
song performed by by Bad Company
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I Won!
My partner and I
were having a drink
when the moon was hiding
behind the clouds.
A bottle of red wine
and cans of beer
with a squid and pork fried
and cheese
and cucumber with miso on top
were on the small table
infront of us.
At first we laugh
and talk
and laugh
untill I noticed
I was talking alone
my partner
with his head down
had fallen asleep...
I won!
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Pretty Woman
Wow!
Pretty woman, walking down the street,pretty woman, the kind Id like to meet,
Pretty woman, I dont believe you it must be true,
No one could look as good as you
Mercy!
Pretty woman wont you pardon me,pretty woman I couldnt help but see,
Pretty woman, oh you look lovely as you could be,
Are you lonely just lik me
Adrrrrr...
Pretty woman stop a while,pretty woman talk a while,
Pretty woman give your smile to me
Pretty woman yeah yeah yeah,pretty woman look my way,
Pretty woman say youll stay with me,
Cause I need you,need you tonight
Uh!
Pretty woman dont walk on by,pretty woman dont make me cry,
Pretty woman dont walk away, yeah, ok
If thats the way it must be, ok
I guess ill go home,its late,maybe tomorrow night...
But wait.. what do I see..
Shes walking back to me
Wow!
Wow!
Pretty woman.
song performed by by Van Halen
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Mr. Pretty Boy
Hey, mr. pretty boy ...,
You sure been lookin' good. yeah.
Said, mr. pretty boy ...,
You lookin' like you should. mmmmm ...
Until you took the bottle and turned it up,
You didn't want to quit 'til you drank up all of that stuff.
Now, mr. pretty boy ...,
Now you don't look so good. no, noooo ...
Ahhhhhhh ... oh.
Mr. pretty boy ....
Sitting in the parlour,
You entertain your guests. mmmmm ...
Mr. pretty boy ....
That's what you do the best. that's what you do.
Until you told the butler to bring another round,
And no one else was drinkin' but you went and sucked them all down.
Now, mr. pretty boy ...,
Now you don't look so good. no ... you don't
Ahhhhhhh ... oh.
Mr. pretty boy ...,
Ahhhhhhh ... oh.
Mr. pretty boy ...,
Mist ... mr. pretty boy ...
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Oh Pretty Woman
Written by Roy Orbison, Bill Bees
Pretty woman, walkin' down the street.
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet,
Pretty woman, I don't believe you.
You're not the truth.
No one could look as good as you.
Mercy
Pretty woman, won't you pardon me.
Pretty woman, I couldn't help but see,
Pretty woman, you look lovely as can be.
Are you lonely just like me?
Kiss me
Pretty woman stop a while.
Pretty woman won't you talk a while.
Pretty woman give your smile to me.
Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Pretty woman, won't you look my way.
Pretty woman, won't you say you'll stay with me.
'Cause I need you, hey I'll treat you right.
Come with me baby, you can be mine tonight.
ahhhhh, ahhhh
Pretty woman, hey don't walk on by.
Pretty woman, don't make me cry.
Pretty woman, don't you walk away, hey! OK.
If that's the way it must be, OK.
I guess I'll go on home, cause it's si late.
There'll be tomorrow night, BUT WAIT!
What do I see?
Is she walking back to me?
Yeah, she's walking back to me!
Wohoo PRETTY WOMAN!
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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