Spin Doctors - Scotch & Water Blues Lyrics
Ive held your hand and sunk your shipsAnd I can read our future in the whiskey on your lipsWatch this ice a-melting; cool glass magnify my palmsAnd from the church on sunday evening comes the sifted sound of psalmsThings they go and then come around to stopsNow my babys just a breeze through the treetopsGlass in my hand, my back to the doorMy one consolation is I aint your man anymoreThe dropOh, I worry just about the dropOh, I worry just about the dropcause its not the fall that kills you,But, the sudden stopMachiavelli on the doorThe shogun dropped his chopsticks in the bowlOh, you might be a pastor, but you never pay the tollIm flippin from left to rightOh, Im flippin like a moth tonightI could never ask your baby,Ill wish for you tonightIll wish for youI worry just about the dropI worry about the dropcause its not the fall that kills you,Its that sudden stopThat sudden stop, nowIs she alligatorYeah, shes a crocodileShe got that ancient ?Thats just hanging out of her smileWhen she called you at the keyhole, brotherShe knew it all the whileOh, I worry just about the dropOh, I worry (Im so worried, mama) about the dropcause its not the fall that kills you,But that sudden stop
