Watchtower Magazine Beck

My friends were having a party
I felt something strange was starting
And it's much too late to stop

Drank so much Jägermeister
I told the coffee table that I liked her
And took her in my arms

We played "cocaine on the lawn"
Nobody had any clothes on
Except for the motorcycle helmets

And after the sun did rise
I was taken by surprise
I was burned out beyond belief

Had to pick myself off the floor
My mother was at the door
Selling Watchtower magazines

I couldn't believe it was true
Hey mom I thought you were a Jew
Why are you selling Watchtower magazines?

After she came in
She stepped in a bowl of vomit
Wiped it on some guy's face