Sunlight shining, through the blinds. He lays passed out on the floor. When he wakes up he won't remember anymore. Where he has gone, what he has done. This is the story of Alcoholic John. Every day is the same, he washes his headache away. He takes a bottle of whiskey and sets of for the AA. They say he ones had a wife, but that she is long gone. She took the kids and she ran, ran away from Alcoholic John. So when you see him walk by. In his drunken state of mind. Remember he was a respected man before. Thanks to alcohol, that man is no more. Thanks to alcohol, that man is gone. Gone and made room for Alcoholic John. But somewhere in his life, there will be a day, that he has had enough. He'll throw the bottle away. He'll get a grip on his life. He'll take his life once more, to become the man. The man that he once was before. So when you see him walk by. In his drunken state of mind. Remember he was a respected man before. Thanks to alcohol, that man is no more. Thanks to alcohol, that man is gone. Gone and made room for Alcoholic John.