P & C Lyrics

Thirteen Tequilas,
joined with a bottle of red.
No doubt Best rush I'd ever had.
Woke up next morning,
managed to crawl out of bed,
bulldozers truckin' through my head.

I made a clear decision.
Behold A man, with a mission
to build a wall-defencive,
between pleasure and consequences.

To my anger, frustration,
my plan came out of control.
Chaos within my clear-zone.
Good-bye ambition
Farewell to arms, as they say.
Let's greet a new day

Free of my ex-decision.
Somehow I got lost on my mission,
to build a wall-defencive
between pleasure and consequences.

Might have to face the sequela,-
less red wine, cut the Tequila.
These things you know can kill ya'
Sex, drugs and all that rocka rolla.

A reborn man, new vision.
Survived my life's collision.
Health-food, gone stone-cold sober.
My stray-cat era is over.

I've made a clear decision.
Again,- I'm a man with a mission
Tear down all wall-defencive
betweeen pleasure and consequences.