Story Behind The Song

I lived as a child in an alcoholic family.

Song Description

A quirky song about living as a child in an alcoholic family

Lyrics

Glass On The Floor

they say that it?s a party
but I?m not sure who it?s for
there are no gifts or decorations
only bottles to be poured

they put us in pajamas
take us off and tuck us in
but I?m wide awake and waiting for the party to begin

it always starts out just the same
I know all the rules to their secret party games
first it tinkles then it breaks
go back to bed now dear, it?s late
be careful where you walk
there?s glass on the floor
be careful where you walk
there?s glass?

I can?t hear what they?re saying
above the tv they left on
but their voices now are louder
and the party?s just begun

I crawl out from the covers
and put my ear up to the door
I want to cry out so they?ll stop it
but that has never worked before?

it always ends up just the same
it?s always mom who knocks it over
and dad who takes the blame
how it scatters when it breaks
go back to bed now dear, it?s late
be careful where you walk
there?s glass on the floor?
be careful where you walk
there?s glass?

like stars up in the heavens
like shells upon the shore
ten thousand tiny pieces
lie shattered on the floor

every night?s another lesson
another warning we must heed
what you can not see can hurt you
and cut you till you bleed?

all those things you said you?d never do
and the things you?d never say
well, they just pour out from the bottom
once you pull the cork away

we can hardly hold our heads up
still we?re going back for more (so it?s time for just one more)
be careful where you walk now
there?s glass on the floor, glass on the floor
be careful where you walk, there?s glass?

© 2003 Tony Rooney