Nothing More from Mediocrity Land by The Mike Syndrome

I never wanted money, I never wanted cars.
She was kind of pretty I was kind of slick.
She was too damn normal, I was sort of sick.
She tried to use her magic, tried to use her charm.
I acted country cool like I was raised on a farm .
She was God straight honest, I was sort of a con.
I shot a game of pool and she was gone.
[chorus]
I wanted my drunk and nothing more
I wanted my drunk and nothing more.
[verse]
Often times she'd find me, sitting on a stool.
I'd slur my words, spill my beer, I made a real good fool.
She often tried to keep me, but I would slip on out the door.
There was a chance I was her kind of guy,
I don't know what I was thinking,
I must have been quite high.
[chorus]
I wanted my drunk and nothing more
I wanted my drunk and nothing more.
[bridge]
Somehow she believed in me,
And we wound up playing house.
I was strong and wild, she was like a mouse.
She often tried to keep me but I would slip on out the door.
But the woman's strength amazed me. All pillar of Goodwill,
But I just kept on rolling,
While she kept standing still.
She often tried to keep me,
But I would slip on out the door.
[chorus]
I wanted my drunk and nothing more.
I wanted my drunk and nothing more.
[verse]
That girl can be so painful, that girl has touched my heart.
Every time one dance ends another starts.
She often tried to keep me but I would slip on out the door
She wanted my love and nothing more She wanted my love and nothing more
She wanted my love and nothing more.
She wanted my love and nothing more.
[outro]
I wanted my drunk and nothing more.
I wanted my drunk and nothing more.
I wanted my drunk and nothing more.
I wanted my drunk and nothing more.

• 70's rock
• Americana
• Rock
• folk rock
• heartland
• Scott Township