The Bottle Lyrics - Jazz Master Series - Gil Scott-heron

See that black boy over there, runnin' scared 

His ol' man's in a bottle. 

He done quit his 9 to 5 to drink full time 

So now he's livin' in the bottle. 

See that Black boy over there, runnin' scared 

His ol' man got a problem 

Pawned off damn near everything, his ol' 

Woman's weddin' ring for a bottle. 

And don't you think it's a crime 

When time after time, people in the bottle. 

See that sista, sho wuz fine before she 

Started drinkin' wine 

From the bottle. 

Said her ol' man committed a crime 

And he's doin' time, 

So now she's in the bottle. 

She's out there on the avenue, all by herself 

Sho' needs help from the bottle. 

Preacherman tried to help her out, 

She cussed him out and hit him in the head with a bottle. 

And don't you think it's a crime 

When time after time, people in the bottle. 

See that gent in the wrinkled suit 

He done damn near blown his cool 

To the bottle 

He wuz a doctor helpin' young girls along 

If they wuzn't too far gone to have problems. 

But defenders of the dollar eagle 

Said "What you doin', Doc, it ain't legal," 

And now he's in the bottle. 

Now we watch him everyday tryin' to 

Chase the pigeons away 

From the bottle. 

And don't you think it's a crime 

When time after time, people in the bottle.