Twist The Cap - Jaya The Cat

this one goes out to all the bartenders
to the winners and to the losers 
and this one here’s to the drug users
to the sinners and to the boozers 
and man one time for the nightshift workers
and all the fed up clowns that quit the circus
And this one here’s for all the righteous losers
in the land of the dead trying to make it through 
Wasted 3 am, the lights are on and the bar is closing 
I didn’t start it but I end this war on the battleground with the drunken soldiers
make it home by the grace of god man
park the whip fall up the stairs 
it’s a fine line between relaxed and defeated
I cross the wires, I kill the demons

Twist the cap and drain the bottle for all
You know you might be dead tomorrow

This one here’s for all the criminal Minded, 
to my past convictions all my Future priors 
and everyone that got left Behind 
all the lost souls, on the sea of Life 
to the good times and the bad times
And all the beers in between 
from the Cradle to the grave 
cause no one has a clue what the fuck it all means 
wasted, afternoon, on my back porch just pushing thru 
96 degrees and climbing 
5 strings On my guitar and a 12 of Budweiser 
take Another hit and pass 
crank up the jams two sevens clash 
man so many people just live to die 
waste away just killing time 
lost souls 
minds closed 
the lights are out and the engines cold 
so fuck it, I’m on a whole different channel sucker 
and if you lock one door, I’ll open up another

Twist the cap and drain the bottle for all
You know you might be dead tomorrow