My head's spinning 'round and 'round
So I can't stand still on the ground;
My head is gonna burst today,
I'm a prey of a big green snake.

This snake turns into a big trash pile,
It stares at me with its crazy eyes.
Its guts are reaching out to me,
Dragging me into the spirit sea.

My crazy demons jump and scream,
They disturb my sweetest dreams;
They are green, and red and white,
Twisting in my pickled mind.

The demons smell like a piece of crap
Stuck upon my hunched back.
The demons tear my poisoned soul.
Now I fear the alcohol.

I don't want to drink the booze.
I don't want to be abused.
I'm afraid of alcohol,
And I still try not to fall.