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    Rolling broke and disgusted through the canyons of wealth
    Everything I swallow threatens my health
    I'll stop one day I promise to myself
    I'll stretch until it hurts but I'll reach the top shelf

    All my money goes into my mouth
    One way or another and it won't come out
    There's nothing in my pocket but there used to be gold
    A good bartender does what she's told

    Top shelf I think that I should
    The bottles may be dusty but the insides may be good
    Top shelf come into the light
    If I don't recognize you, you're gonna be shot on sight

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    The cops get more courageous I get more depressed
    I don't speak her language so I frequently guess
    They wonder all about her from the east to the west
    Is she demonically or just self-possessed?

    Don't take away my beverages
    I need those for drinking
    Don't break apart my head tonight
    I'm gonna need that to do some thinking

    Top shelf I think that I should
    The bottles may be dusty but the insides may be good
    Top shelf come into the light
    If I don't recognize you, you're gonna be shot on sight

    Rolling broke and disgusted through the canyons of wealth
    Everything I swallow threatens my health
    I'll stop one day I promise to myself
    I'll stretch until it hurts but I'll reach the top shelf

    I think that I should
    The bottles may be dusty but the insides may be good
    Top shelf come into the light
    If I don't recognize you, you're gonna be shot on sight

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    Composition: The Brendan Hines

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