I can't think straight without the bottle to my lips

I can't think straight when the bottle's not there

There, there, child rest your head

You said "Why, why, why must we behave?"

Is it pain to watch the children grow and stray

If they become more like you every day?

After all, it's by you that they were raised

Year after year they watched you as you caved

I can't think straight without the bottle to my lips

I can't think straight when the bottle's not there

There, there, child rest your head

You said "Why, why, why must we behave?"

It's easier to justify than to change

I turn my back on the very ones that I named