Alabama Song

Journey to the Next Whisky Bar: Silica Gel's Poetic Quest
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Lyrics

Oh, show us the way

Requesting guidance or direction

To the next whisky bar

Seeking the path to the next place serving whisky

Oh, don't ask why

Discouraging questions about the purpose or reason

Oh, don't ask why

Reiteration of discouraging questions


For we must find

Expressing necessity to locate the subsequent whisky establishment

The next whisky bar

Reiterating the need to find the next whisky bar

For if we don't find

Emphasizing consequences of not finding the next whisky bar

The next whisky bar

Reiterating the consequences of not finding the next whisky bar


I tell you we must die

Stressing the inevitability of death

I tell you we must die

Reiteration of the certainty of death

I tell you, I tell you

Further emphasis on the certainty of death

I tell you we must die

Reiteration of the inevitability of death


Oh, moon of Alabama

Addressing the moon while in Alabama

We now must say goodbye

Expressing farewell, departure from Alabama

We've lost our good old mama

Referring to the loss of a nurturing figure

And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Linking the loss to the need for whisky


Oh, moon of Alabama

Similar to line 16, bidding farewell to Alabama

We now must say goodbye

Reiterating departure from Alabama

We've lost our good old mama

Reiteration of losing a nurturing figure

And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Linking the loss to the need for whisky


Oh, show us the way

Requesting guidance or direction (now to find the next pretty boy)

To the next pretty boy

Seeking the path to the next attractive person

Oh, don't ask why

Discouraging questions about the purpose or reason

Oh, don't ask why

Reiteration of discouraging questions


For we must find

Expressing necessity to locate the subsequent attractive person

The next pretty boy

Reiterating the need to find the next pretty boy

For if we don't find

Emphasizing consequences of not finding the next pretty boy

The next pretty boy

Reiterating the consequences of not finding the next pretty boy


I tell you we must die

Stressing the inevitability of death

I tell you we must die

Reiteration of the certainty of death

I tell you, I tell you

Further emphasis on the certainty of death

I tell you we must die

Reiteration of the inevitability of death


Oh, moon of Alabama

Addressing the moon while in Alabama (repeated verse)

We now must say goodbye

Expressing farewell, departure from Alabama (repeated verse)

We've lost our good old mama

Referring to the loss of a nurturing figure (repeated verse)

And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Linking the loss to the need for whisky (repeated verse)

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