(Composição: Ozzy Osbourne, Randy Rhoads, Bob Daisley) Wine is fine, but whiskey's quicker Suicide is slow with liqueur Take a bottle, drown your sorrows Then it floods away tomorrows Away tomorrows Evil thoughts and evil doings Cold, alone you hang in ruins Thought that you'd escape the reaper You can't escape the master keeper 'Cos you feel life's unreal, and you're living a lie Such a shame, who's to blame, and you're wondering why Then you ask from your cask, is there life after birth What you saw can mean hell on this earth Hell on this earth Now you live inside a bottle The reaper's travelling at full throttle It's catching you, but you don't see The reaper's you, and the reaper is me Breaking laws, knocking doors But there's no one at home Made your bed, rest your head But you lie there and moan Where to hide, suicide is the only way out Don't you know what it's really about Wine is fine, but whiskey's quicker Suicide is slow with liqueur Take a bottle, drown your sorrows Then it floods away tomorrows
