When you're alone and life is making you lonely,
You can always pound Crown* down.
It drowns your worries, although your tongue feels furry
After ten or so--Crown down.
You're pissing in the traffic, then you're snoozing, feelin shitty,
Bingeing on the sidewalk, then you're peein' on a kitty,
From too much booze.

Daylight and you need some hair
Of the dog, to forget all your troubles and cares.
So pound Crown down.
It's before 8:00, but pour
Crown down.
Keep up the pace till 4:00.
Crown down--there's some more waiting for you.

Hang on lamp posts so you don't fall down--you are stewed
And you're moving slow--Crown down.
You know by heart the dives that serve booze but no food;
You cry when they close--Crown down.
You can't wait till your arm is bent when closing time is over.
You'll be dancing on all fours and bark and piss like Rover,
Wasted again.

Daylight and you need some hair
Of the dog, so you forget all your troubles and cares.
So pound Crown down
You can't tell day from night.
Crown down.
Your matted hair's a fright
Crown down--you're not feeling alright now.

--Beer break--

And when you find that you're blind drunk
And cannot stand, you'll need to
Find someone who's sober who can
Lend a steady hand to
Guide you along.

You're naked, fleas in your hair,
But you forgot all your troubles,
Forgot all your cares. . .
Pounded Crown down,
Drinking is great,
Pounding Crown down,
You cannot wait for more.
Crown down--
Beverages waiting for you.