The Goddamn Gallows

Sidewalk Slammer

The Goddamn Gallows


I need a sidewalk slammer
The image in my head
Drink em now
Then we’re gonna wind up dead
I need a sidewalk slammer
The image in my soul
Drink em now
Then we’re gonna lose control

I know all you motherfuckers
On all the exit ramps
A little homebum melody
To all the drunks and tramps
Could you spare a little change
I need some money for a beer
I gotta sidewalk slammer
And I’ll drink that bottle clear

I need a sidewalk slammer
The image in my mind
Drink em now
Cuz we’re running out of time
I need a sidewalk slammer
The image in my eye
Drink em now
Cuz we know we’re gonna die

I know all you motherfuckers
Throwing up your hobo signs
We’re gonna pass around the bottle
In abandoned dirt and grime
Might hop a train out west
Or hitch a ride down to the south
Wherever I end up
I’ll have a slammer in my mouth

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