Alberta Pure Lyrics

The taste, the taste

I cant forget the taste

If I could have just one more drop

I swear it wouldn't go to waste

Kicking and screaming

Being dragged into sleep

The look on her face was enough to make me weep

To forget her

I'll be sipping Alberta pure

As if it's the only cure

Wiping this memory from the slate

Am I dreaming or is this fate

Am I dreaming or is this fate

Twist off the cap

Little piece of plastic

Trembling hands

Going spastic

Every three days

It's all the same

Twist off the cap

Little piece of plastic

Trembling hands

Going spastic

Every single day

Nothing but shame

The teeth are falling out of my head

But don't worry cause I'm growing another set

I cant get you out of my heart

But I can tear my heart out of my chest

It might be good

It might be best

Pickle Rick

Pickled Prick

Hammer and a sickle chick

Trickle sick

Prickles quick

It's fickle and you're ticklish

The taste of black licorice

The taste of black licorice

If I had a nickel every time

I'd be filthy rich

Together, together

We belong together

It's been so long

It can't be wrong

We cannot break this tether

Together, together

We can survive this weather

You can take the skin off of my bones

Turn it into leather

And I'll keep you warm forever