Septembers Coventry Songwriter Challenge song ... pretty sure there's not much point sending this one off to BBC Introducing ... can't see it getting any airplay .... not when I'm awake to hear it anyway :) Drownin' in Tears, Drownin in Beer © Simon Veasey 09/14 I was sitting up here staring at the four walls Need to get south but I aint got the balls Curse out loud hit the fridge for a drink Smoke some weed clear the head I think Girl next door shes got pretty blue eyes Im watchin’ her from behind the blinds Julie says shes a hooker shes just trash I think shes lyin but I daren’t ask And im out of weed im out of beer But im too paranoid to get out this chair And whos that standin other side of the road They’ve been there for three days now Its not funny now im runnin’ out of food Id watch more TV but I aint in the mood My hooker next doors working night and day She never turns the boys … or the girls away Been a long long old night watchin’ the rain Wishing maybe you come back again Got five cards still aint got a hand Deal me out boys this time around And the landlords knockin’ wants his rent I’ll tell the bastard the moneys spent Might catch a plane down to mexico Ask the hooker …. if she wants to go I’d treat her nice and I’d set her free Julie says shes had enough, shes through with me she says she’s off to be a lesbian Hell I aint surprised shes Canadian And I’m convinced she’s working for the CIA The way she keeps lookin’ at me that way Six months time ill still be here Drownin’ in tears drownin’ in beer