Story Behind The Song
Based on my formative years spent under the influence
Song Description
A song about drinkin' and breakin' stuff and wreakin' havoc
| Song Length |
2:24 |
Genre |
Country - Alternative, Blues - Country |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
In High Spirits, Aggressive |
Subject |
Alchohol, Beer, Wine, Party |
| Similar Artists |
Hank Williams, Johnny Cash |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Goin' downtown onto State Street tonight
I'm on a jag, I'm on a jag
Well, Me and my boys will make the ladies feel alright
I'm on a jag, I'm on a jag
With no regard for the subsequent day
We cheer for the flask, knowing everything's okay
Important business, my dear, is this stone cold jag
Ogling the gals, drunker than a box of hell
I'm on a jag, I'm on a jag
Laughing at the frats boys with hair fulla gel
I'm on a jag, I'm on a jag
A pissed-up bunch pissing off most of the place
They kick our asses out before the ladies pull their mace
Belligerent business, my dear, is this stone cold jag
(solo)
Here's a poor sap, throws a party at his house
I'm on a jag, I'm on a jag
We drink all the liquor and set fire to the couch
I'm on a jag, I'm on a jag
But he don't mind, 'cause you know he's sauced as well
His balls could fall off and the bastard couldn't tell
Ridiculous business, my dear, is this stone cold jag