OLD NUMBER SEVEN

Inspired by the song, "Old Number Seven", by The Devil Makes Three.

So I'm sitting as the bar stool it starts to grow roots

Feelin' like an old worn out pair of shoes

Tell me what is it that I should do

When I'm swimming in the liquor only half way through

So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be

Come on now and wrap them around me

'Cause all I want to do now is fall to sleep

Come down here and lay next to me