Artist: PremRock Album: Mark's Wild Years Song: Tango Till You're Sore Typed by: PremRock Drunk off my Bourbon I can gaze into my past The role for my soul been openly miscast No more holds on control You can nail me to the mast I'll be on my way and don' worry I ain't never coming back I can tango till I'm sore Drink till I hit the floor Take me to my rest Forever more Fallin outta window with Confetti in my hair I can feel the ever ready ready to sever whatever's there Watch the whiskey levitate Never break whatever's fair Average height, Debonaiire Silver Tooth, metal glare Feel it in the air, the doubt the wearing out. Bartender double up on this glass Let's take it there Pick apart the nightmares Leave em at the step Let's enjoy the evening Before the demons collect And with this last drink I will dedicate my past Everyone in this saloon please elevate their glass Some soldiers earn medals Some never make it back Some allocate the facts to manufacture a path I can tango till I'm sore Drink till I hit the floor Take me to my rest Forever more Promise me you'll bury my Clarinet in the ground When I return to my essence I'll be in need of the sound It seems my life's progression's been played in the background Like datatatataatattadatt.... How that sound? It's storytime children We buildin' let's gather round... We dance the tarantella Live this night forever we gettin down The Cubans hit the floor Like what you did it for? I did it cuz I'm livin' I get it... Let's get it more Drunken off my Scotch I can gaze into my past The role for my soul been openly miscast No more holds on control You can nail me to the mast I'll be on my way and don' worry I ain't never coming back I can share every part my dreams In which I bleed Tethered to my sleeves Come apart at the seams Tonight we dance till were dead Step outside of our heads Leave behind the past and soak up all the regrets Bury the common sense Live in the present-tense Exonerating the facts drinking to it's success Get me to New Orleans or whichever will suffice Paint my name upon the pew in celebration of life