Guns, Bitches, Brawls & Bottles Lyrics - G.g. Allin

As gray as a monarch, the moments I pass 

The whisky bottle is my globe and the specter is my glass 

My table is my throne, and the bar room is my court 

The bi-whore is my subject and drinking is my sport 

Don't look for me in daylight, we're robots all assembled 

You'll find me in my dark world, in my smoke filled temple 

Whiskey breath and painted women bring me to my senses 

Prostitutes and loaded guns 'cause trouble is my business 

Guns, bitches, brawls & bottles, that's the only life I lead 

Don't know where I'll wake tomorrow, but today is all I need 

When the sun goes down, into the night I'll creep 

I'll beg, I'll steal and borrow, I'll hustle for my keep 

Do what I've got to do, the city is my play 

I'll kill you for a dollar if it's in the cards today 

Don't look for me in daylight, we're robots all assembled 

You'll find me in my dark world, in a smoke filled temple 

Whiskey breath and painted women bring me to my senses 

Prostitutes and loaded guns, 'cause trouble is my business