The Bottle

See that white boy over there, runnin' scared his ol' man in a bottle. He should gone quit his 9 to 5 now he's drinkin' full time livin' in the bottle. See that Black boy over there, runnin' scared his ol' man got a problem and it's a bad one Pawned off everything, his ol' woman's weddin' ring for a bottle. Don't you think it's a crime when time after time after time, livin' in the bottle. See that sista, sure looked fine till she started sippin' wine from the bottle. She told me her ol' man committed a crime now he's doin' time, & she's livin' in the bottle. She's out there on the avenue, all by herself sho' needs help from the bottle. Preacherman tried to help her out, she cussed him out and hit him in the head with a bottle. Don't you think it's a crime when time after time after time, livin' in the bottle. See that gent in the wrinkled suit he gone nearly blown his cool to the bottle He wuz a doctor helpin' young girls along if they wuzn't too far gone to have a problem. But defenders of the dollar bill Said “What you doin', Doc, it ain't legal,” and now he's in the bottle. Now we watch him everyday tryin' to chase those pigeons away from the bottle. And don't you think it's a crime when time after time after time, livin' in the bottle.