“Spilled My Bottle Blues” (Verse 1) I was streamin’ live, yeah, Dale’s the name, Talkin’ trash online, chasin’ that fame, Bottle sittin’ close, it was yellow and grim, Shoulda dumped it out ‘fore the trouble rushed in. (Chorus) Oh, I spilled my bottle of piss, Lord, what a mess, Stream went wild, chat’s in distress, Wish I’d emptied that shit, oh, I confess, Now I’m singin’ the spilled my bottle blues, I guess. (Verse 2) Hand slipped quick, knocked it to the floor, Golden puddle runnin’, right out the door, Fans screamin’ loud, “Dale, what’s that smell?” I said, “Just a little spill from my personal hell.” (Chorus) Oh, I spilled my bottle of piss, Lord, what a mess, Stream went wild, chat’s in distress, Wish I’d emptied that shit, oh, I confess, Now I’m singin’ the spilled my bottle blues, I guess. (Bridge) Kept it by my chair, thought I was so sly, Gamin’ all night, let the hours fly by, But that bottle turned traitor, it flipped on me, Now my shame’s live-streamed for the world to see. (Verse 3) Next time I’m flushin’, won’t take that chance, No more piss-bottle waltz, no more spill dance, Dale’s learned his lesson, I swear it’s true, Gonna keep it clean for the streamin’ crew. (Chorus) Oh, I spilled my bottle of piss, Lord, what a mess, Stream went wild, chat’s in distress, Wish I’d emptied that shit, oh, I confess, Now I’m singin’ the spilled my bottle blues, I guess. (Outro) So here’s my tale, from the screen to you, A bluesman’s life, with a whiff of the brew, Take my advice, don’t let it sit, Empty that bottle, ‘fore you regret that shit.