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I've got bottles and bongs stacked to the ceilin' I get stoned for survival, it helps with the healin' And when it all goes to hell the only thing I believe in Is weed, whiskey, and Willie You can take the rain You can take all leave my name You can have my heart It's broken anyway You can take my reputation And drag it through the mud, go on and abuse it But don't take my smoke, my jug of brown liquor or my country music I've got bottles and bongs stacked to the ceilin' I get stoned for survival, it helps with the healin' And when it all goes to hell the only thing I believe in Is weed, whiskey, and Willie Turn the music up I'm gonna lock all the doors Turn off the lights and close every blind There ain't nobody home And the pictures on the wall Just about lost in a cloud of smoke My vices and heroes will hold me together when I'm lettin' you go SongtexteI've got bottles and bongs stacked to the ceilin' I get stoned for survival, it helps with the healin' And when it all goes to hell the only thing I believe in Is weed, whiskey, and Willie And when I'm back on my feet, I'm gonna keep on repeatin' Weed, whiskey and Willie Aus Songtexte Mania