Key: A#m Intro: G E A C G Chorus 1: G E Burnt onions and bloody steak A C Snake oil and sour grapes G E Well, it's a barrel of monkeys A C I'm a party of one G E A C G Starin' down the barrel of a bottle, like a loaded gun
Verse 1: G E Tequila and coffee, Gatorade and beer A C Vodka and cocaine, Whiskey and fear G E White wine and 7up, Cough syrup and gin A C Callin' my old mother on the telephone again G E I said "Mother, your favorite son's coming home A C Get my old room ready I'm gonna Need a place C G G# place to be alone" Chorus 2: G E Burnt onions and bloody steak A C Snake oil and sour grapes G E Well, it's a barrel of monkeys A C I'm a party of one G E A C Wavin' that remote control around the room, Like it was a loaded gun Verse 2: G E Well it's a comfort to me A C That you photograph so well G E As I sit staring at your pictures A C Chewin' brimstone, here in hell G E My mother stands next to her favorite son A C Holdin' a cold wet rag to my head, like a loaded gun G E You'd laugh to see me jump every time that she coughs A C But some day, baby, that cold wet rag, like a loaded gun C G Is gonna go off Chorus 3: G E Burnt onions and bloody steak A C Snake oil and sour grapes G E Well, it's a barrel of monkeys A C I'm a party of one G E A C Starin' down the barrel of a bottle, like a loaded gun G E A C Yeah, I'm holdin' the telephone receiver to my head C G Like it was a loaded gun
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