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He was an all-day bar sitter with a cocked hat on his headThe drink sank from the brim like it was laced with leadAnd it could have been poison for all that he cared'Cause didn't everything he kiss seem to hurtAnd everything lately was moving too fastFrom his years to the drink that he chased down the glassAnd the bottle and the bottles from the "sweet piece of ass"Who never appreciated when he told herThere's no surprise that he's becomeThe king of "What's your poison?"Yeah late in the night he would bay at the moonAnd curse all the bastards who had left him aloneAnd he'd wish for somebody to humiliate and send home'Cause in doing so he knew he'd feel powerAnd he so loved to feel powerfulNo surprise that he's becomeThe king of "What's your poison?"And his wife left homeIn his high school coatHe had lost his queenTo go sail the seaSongtexteOn a ship in a bottleLoudly telling everyongThe king of "What's your poison?"PoisonPoisonMmmhmmm... Aus Songtexte Mania