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Down among the wines and spirits

Where a man gets what he merits

Once he was written in letters of nine feet tall

Now he sees how far he's fallen

Since he set his mind on her completely

But I guess that you must not have seen him lately

Walking around with a pain that never ceases

He starts to speak and then he goes to pieces

Down among the wines and spirits

Where a man gets what he merits

Walking around with a head that is fit to burst

A heart full of hurt and a powerful thirst

Bubbles escaping from a prism (?)

From the rim of a glass of grape

She sails through his memory just like a ship of chaplet

He lives with the echoes of the words of the final quarrel

The vacant chamber and the empty barrel

But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor

Clicks his fingers at that swinging door

Suddenly he's calling out more, more, more

I'm twice the foolish man I was before

Down among the wines and spirits

Bubbles escaping from a prism (?)

From the rim of a glass of grape

She sails through his memory just like a ship of chaplet

As he was starting to sink he was drinking to drown his sorrows

That fill his nights and empty his tomorrows

Down among the wines and spirits

Where a man gets what he merits

Once he was written in letters of nine feet tall

Now he sees how far he's fallen

But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor

Clicks his fingers to that swinging door

Suddenly he's calling out more, more, more

Speaks of invisible things he hardly credits

Down among

Down among

Down among the wines and spirits