A little drunk is better than dead
When they're strapping you down inside your own head
So you hang out with the man on the moon
But why does the morning have to come too soon?

When you get stuck down deep in bad traffic
All your radio is picking up is cheap static
So you reach beneath your front seat
For the taste of something sweet

Well, just remember what the drowning man said
A little drunk is better than dead

Before you put the gun to your head
Remember what the drowning man said
A little drunk, A little drunk is better than dead

A little drunk is better than dead
When you're tripping down the path that you were led
When your ass has been slapped by too many doors
And you think of all the good things you can't afford
You can't find a good woman can't find a good job
You look in the mirror and all you see is a slob
You just can't swallow all the shit you've been fed
Been punched in the eye so much you only see red

But before you put that gun to your head
A little drunk is better than dead

Remember what the drowning man said
Before you put the gun to your head
A little drunk, A little drunk is better than dead

A little lost is better than found
When you always find your hopes just smashed on the ground
But someone's always there to lend you a hand
But too late you're already neck deep in quick sand
And you're sprawled out on some floor
Some one call for help
Is he alive? We're not sure
Everybody's screaming
Everyone's in a panic
But you, your face is peaceful like it's plastic
And as they roll him away on the stretcher
We knew that he'd be drunk forever
I guess a little drunk is better

Before you put the gun to your head
Remember what the drowning man said
A little drunk, A little drunk is better than dead
A little drunk, A little drunk is better than dead

Writer : TRAPPER, CHRIS
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing