Bitch's Brew

fog and night after a thirsty day it was a hot sun beating on an empty plate, you know that damn dog's barking at the hissing cars i hear whispers from afar what was that? what did you say? does what really matter anyway? dark eyes staring at the wall mascara crumbling beneath the fall of eyelids drooping down answer me! what did you say? why do you have to be this way? "what way is that", was her reply she smiled and raised her big brown eyes she said, "i don't give a damn what you do and i really don't care what happens to you you can whistle in the dark if you remember the tune and recite your litany of gloom and doom but there is one thing you can do for me..." she shifted her ass and spread her knees she said, " i don't give a damn what you do just pour me a glass of that bitch's brew no, i really don't care what happens to you i want a long cold glass of that bitch's brew" the rain is coming down in sheets windshield's trickling jagged streaks it's a scripture written on tinted glass hissing like a snake in the grass something hard lies on the seat my lips move but i don't speak my eyes are glued to that blinking sign and i just sit there, biding my time "cheap rooms" it says "open all the time" handcuffs ring a tightened fist lipstick smears a bloodied lip what's mine is mine, that's what i know to have and hold, to keep control that's all i know that's all i know and i don't really care what happens next this has nothing to do with sex i just need something to see me through something to keep me from coming unglued i don't know what i'll do, wait,... i know what i'll do i know what i'll do i'll pop the cork on that bitch's brew i'll take a long stiff pull on that bitch's brew i don't want no more i don't want no more the bartender dragged me across the floor don't worry, man, that guy is long gone "maybe you shouldn't called him a fucking moron you shouldn't start things you can't see through wow, that guy sure made a mess of you" now i lay me down to sleep and pray the lord my soul to keep if i should die before i wake, you'll know i had a bellyache "shut up, man, shut up, man, you're brain is fried now don't stare at me with that look in your eyes" what's mine is mine what's mine is mine said the frog to the snake as he crawled from the slime my brain is fine, my brain, my brain, my brain is fine how's that for a goddamned coupled rhyme "look man, why don't you just get on this stool you ain't no poet, you're just a fucking fool" i don't know what i'll do i don't know what i'll do "try doing what's right seek serenity in a world of delights till boom, boom, boom, out go the lights till boom, boom, boom, out go the lights" yea, that's going to help me to see me through like that's going to keep me from coming unglued "look man, i really don't give a fuck what you do and i don't really care what happens to you but there's maybe one little thing that i can do i'll pour you a shot of that bitch's brew yea, one quick belt of that bitch's brew then you've have to leave, we're closing you know what they say you don't have to go home but you can't stay here"