Pool Of Booze, Booze, Booza

With a fistful of courage
And a heart of rage
Cry my wicked soul
That I would never change
Well that's ok fine with me
Got a hundred sides
What the [bad word] more do you need
Don't even try to find
reason in your mind
You'll never understand
We are just like night and day
Leave this song all up to me

 [bad word] ]
And the fight came
Between the love and me
 [bad word] another [bad word] 
In the pool of booze booze booze

my honour will never be questioned
My loyalty will not be sold
The [bad word] [bad word] over you
And destroy the empire
So hold on or let it go

With a fistful of courage
And a heart full of rage
Cry my wicked soul
That I would never change
Well that's okay fine with me

 [bad word]