From the recording Searching For Answers
My first real blues song - interpret it how you will.
Lyrics
Hey, Queen Susie, I’ve been living in hell
I’ve got a sidewalk story that I just have to tell
I walk these streets but no one sees
how the indecisions have come back at me
Joker passed me I was afraid
One more slice upon the edge of the blade
Now I’m on my own, drinking my homemade wine
Champagne glass gonna kill your stream
Living a lie in a coffee-flavoured dream
Diamond’s last kiss was nothing but stone
Call it what you like, a house ain’t a home
The band played on, you could still hear the call
One day the bullet’s gonna take us all
Now I’m on my own, drinking my homemade wine
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You’re no longer a friend of mine
Drinking my homemade wine
You’re no longer a friend of mine
Drinking my homemade wine
Maybe one day you’ll see the sign
And I’ll see you at the end of the line
I had this vision of a perfect life
I was bread and butter and you were the knife
But something went wrong; your blade’s too sharp
Next thing I know, you’ve got a cold little heart
Play with fire you’ll be taking a hit
Only go so far before your hate submits
Now I’m on my own, drinking my homemade wine
I once tried getting a little bit of help
A simple idea turned relic on the shelf
The mop tops came and went past my way
Now I listen to T-Bone every other day
So I’m begging you, Susie, don’t bring me back up
Pain is my pleasure and I’m perfectly stuck
‘Cause I’m on my own, drinking my homemade wine
CHORUS