Suicide Solution

Wine is fine, but whiskey's quicker
Suicide is slow with liquor
Take a bottle, drown your sorrows
Then it floods away tomorrows
Away tomorrows

Evil thoughts and evil doings
Cold, alone you hang in ruins
Thought that you'd escape the reaper
You can't escape the master keeper
'Cause you feel life's unreal
And you're living a lie
Such a shame who's to blame
And you're wondering why

Then you ask from your cask
Is there life after birth
What you sow can mean hell on this earth
Hell on this earth
Now you live inside a bottle
The reaper's travelling at full throttle
It's catching you but you don't see
The reaper is you and the reaper is me

Breaking laws, knocking doors
But there's no one at home
Made your bed, rest your head
But you lie there and moan

Where to hide?
Suicide is the only way out
Don't you know what it's really about
I know, people
Ah, ah, you got it, you got it
Wow, get the flaps out!
Satan, satan, satan
Ha ha ha ha