Every night he's searching for the cheapest liqueur store
And no one wants to drink with him just rats & dirty dogs
O Lord how cruel your will can be & where is your mercy?

You're smiling from your holy chair when man feels misery

Poor sad man - Soon he will understand

His only friends are booze and severe rats
Lord doesn`t care. He spits into his face
And laughing when we close our eyes & pray


Once that man got drunk to death but we know that no one really cares
When he woke up He saw the devil with a bottle in his hands

He sad "Don't be afraid of me - I am as you in misery.
That sucker kicked me out when I was asking for mercy"


Poor sad man - Soon he will understand
His only friends are booze and sever rats
Lord don't cares. He spit's into his face

And laughing when we're close our eyes & pray