Raise a Glass Songtext
von Cult With No Name

Raise a glass to all your absent friends
Then wash it down and fill it up again
Raise a glass to people who′ve
Released the stuff you're swimming through
Now raise it up before they raise their game

Raise a glass for trying far too hard
To drown out all the people you have scarred
Raise a glass to everything that ties you down or pulls your strings
And raise it up before they raise their guard


Can′t lift me up, can't lift me, lift me up

Raise a glass before it is too late
To see the signs of your impending fate
Raise a glass to what you have, but more for what you're holding off
So raise a glass before they raise the gate

So raise a glass to all that you have done
Then slam it down and pour another one
Raise a glass to people who have brought this goddamn crux on you
And raise it up before you lower the tone. Lower the tone


Can′t lift me up, can′t lift me, lift me, up
I'll ride my luck, I′ll ride my, ride my luck