Story Behind The Song
When sauce is the boss, you can't plead the fifth.
Song Description
Song featured on the Smashville Compilation CD. Lyric took second place in the International Songwriting Contest (ISC).
| Song Length |
3:42 |
Genre |
Country - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Pleasant |
Subject |
Alchohol, Beer, Wine |
| Similar Artists |
Garth Brooks, George Strait |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
SUPREME QUART OF GIN
He opens every conversation with a corkscrew.
Wakes up at the crack of noon.
He'll butter you up with a toast to your health
While his marriage is on the rocks.
He's getting stoned like hell.
His favorite drink's the next one.
To that he pleads the fifth.
He's one drink away.
He's trying to find justice,
But his case is wearing thin.
He's trying to find justice
In the supreme quart of gin.
He can't swim, but he knows every dive in town.
This fast lane ain't slowing down.
The bartender said it's on the house,
That's why he calls it home.
All this time at night
He spends it in a daze.
You see him holding court,
But his judgment isn't clear.
He's trying to find justice,
But his case is wearing thin.
You can change the venue,
But not the shape he's in.
He'll promise restitution,
But it's not in his constitution.
He's trying to find justice
In the supreme quart of gin.