The first drink is to calm the shakes
The second one to help erase
This retched life that I can't face
All because of my drinking days

The third one to take off the edge
The forth is more to help forget
All I said and all I did
When I downed that one drink left

The fifth makes me foolishly think I can
The sixth helps slur what words are left
Where all of this will end up at
Word to the wise, don't place your bets

The seventh turns into a cry for help
While the eighth one helps itself
On the ship that has set sail
Upon this demon liquids constant swell

After nine I can't remember why
Ten to see I'm legally blind
After all of this you would think I'd find
A better way to spend my time