Paid To Get Drunk - Ed Harcourt

At the bottom of an empty glass

See myself going nowhere fast

And the barman tells me it's time to leave

But I haven't got time to care

If I have so much love to give

Where is that will to live

Maybe you old friend will show me how

Come here pull up a chair

I get paid paid to get drunk

Spend my money on any old junk

And every morning kills my soul

At the end the end of each day

Every drink is directed my way

Well every morning kills my soul

Sports plays on the corner screen

This feels like a movie scene

And I'm long past done with cliches and all

My eyes are much to blurred

This is how I live my life

Escaping worries eternal strife

And I'll try to talk to anyone

But my speech is much too slurred

I get paid paid to get drunk

Spend my money on any old junk

And every morning kills my soul

At the end the end of each day

Every drink is directed my way

Well every morning kills my soul

Oh

At the bottom of an empty glass

See myself going nowhere fast

And the barman tells me it's time to leave

But I haven't got time to care

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