Drug Church - Drunk Tank Lyrics






Donuts in the parking lot
Weed smoked out of apples
Holes in your flannel
Scrapes on your elbows
Car you're always fixing
Apartment you never clean
Friends that you half hate
Vague goals you can't reach

The night before Thanksgiving and you expected more
It's the night before Thanksgiving and you expected more
It's the night before Thanksgiving and you expected more
It's the night before

Tightly grip your car keys
Though they'll bulk up your wallet
You shouldn't be driving
Or even really walking
It's all good times for sure
It's a game forever
Then something sad and tragic
Decides it's time to happen

The night before Thanksgiving and you expected more
It's the night before Thanksgiving and you expected more

Drunk tank at 3am
You find yourself making friends
It's the call home to mum
Surprised she's not surprised at all
It's a vicious [?]
Guaranteed with telling lies
The night before Thanksgiving and you expected more





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  1. J.... M....

    WE SMOKED OUT OF APPLES....shit goes so hard

  2. C.... M....

    This version is actually better than the album version.

  3. C.... A....

    Absolutely love this band and glad I finally got to see them live a week or so back. I tried to describe their sound to a mate and all I could offer was 'imagine if Pixies songs were played with the aggression of Nirvana... but with the lovechild of Henry Rollins and Chuck Ragan singing for them'. Daresay I nailed it!

    C.... A....

    beautifully said

  4. T.... ....

    Pixies?)

  5. L.... R....

    outstanding live

  6. L.... C....

    It's like rancid and nirvana had a baby ❤️

    L.... C....

    Louden Campbell nah