She gave me the glass
She gave me the shot
She was drinkin' and slippin'
Just doin' her thing
She was holdin' a flask
But I had to try
Her 7 was wild
But my head was out
But how was I to know
That she'd been drunk with before
Said she'd never had an hangover
But I how should have known
From the bottle on her left hand
And the glass on her right
She'd have the liquor to bring me down
She served it right
She's got the Jack (Daniels)
Number 7 was her name
Number 7 was her nature
Bourbon Queen was her game
If she knew she could get you
She drunk 'em fast
And she slipped 'em hard
She could close her eyes
And feel every shot
I know she'd been swirled before
Shesaid she'd never had a Single Barrel
But I should have known
That all the bottles were comin' down the rack
I had to know she was dealin' out I'd had to deal it once
For real and back
She's got the Jack Daniels
She loves the Jack
She drinks some Jack
She swims into Jack
She drowns into Jack
Oh well can I have a Jack now ? What ?? No more Jack ??
She drinks all the Jack and now we still have bottles of water….
Composer and multi-instrumentalist Robert Stillman takes a magnifying glass to American self-image on his latest avant-garde work. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2022
Recordings from the last 13 years of Buffalo, NY's avant-garde collective Cages, ranging from surreally beautiful to deeply unsettling. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2019