Throw back another bottle while you think about that green landscape you saw once in some heavenly dream.
Those don't exist here. Welcome to the city of Edmonton, our new motto: Plow it, drill it, pave it, build it up.
You drink cause you live here and you live here cause you drink. Living in Edmonton is like being trapped in a tin box full of liqour that you have to drink your way out of but then can't get out cause you're drunk as fuck on tin.
Just knock another one back while you try to remember what it feels like to laugh, step into that Hemi shit box nut truck and run over somebody's ass, or a kid, or a house.
Don't recycle, drink, drive, repeat.
Those don't exist here. Welcome to the city of Edmonton, our new motto: Plow it, drill it, pave it, build it up.
You drink cause you live here and you live here cause you drink. Living in Edmonton is like being trapped in a tin box full of liqour that you have to drink your way out of but then can't get out cause you're drunk as fuck on tin.
Just knock another one back while you try to remember what it feels like to laugh, step into that Hemi shit box nut truck and run over somebody's ass, or a kid, or a house.
Don't recycle, drink, drive, repeat.