Literature
Become a whiskey priest...
There's light at the end of the tunnel, that's what everyone seems to say.
But hope drains away to the eternal, when you live your life without pay.
I've worked and been nothing but loyal, served the company in my day.
Thrown to the ground with the soil, nothing personal just business they say.
I could let this beat and grind me down, into obscurity file'd away.
But I'm not going to let that happen, follow me I'll show you the way.
Living life without pay doesn't matter, a life full of joy is for me.
Whilst money is obviously handy, love is my purpose you see.
Don't trade your life for money, it's worthless in the scheme of things.
Go out on