drunk men stagger, drunk men fall drunk men swear and that's not all quite often, they will urinate outdoors like widowed women, drunk men weep like
Back at the house A bottle is found And opened in honour of those who have drowned, While we who have not are stricken with guilt And dutifully see that
Well I stumbled in at 2 am all drunk and full of smoke My wife said, "I have had enough, that's it I'm sick, get out" So I stumbled down to Kelly's pub
Sit at my table And drink all my wine And tell me a tale Of some happier time Sit at my table And sing me a song There's no time for sleep We haven't
i stumbled in at 2am all drunk and full of smoke my wife said "i've had enough" that's it, i'm sick, get out!" so i stumbled down to kelly's pub
I want to weave a musical spell That leaves you unwell and thinkin' of me everyday I want to play you a tune that'll leaves you marooned and troubled
Start this night out right so I don't fall on my face I got some red necks wit me ready to get drunk and shot da gauge They got 6 shots of Tequila and
[Originally by the Gonads] Don't know who I insulted maybe it was you Drinks I had resulted in a tirade or two I went down town to get into trouble
(Mike) And the band played on As the helicopters whirred Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn My senses finally blurred He was a rock, to the end, a solid
Well I stumbled and toiled all drunk and full of smoke, My wife said I had had enough, I said I'm sick, get out! So I stumbled down to Kelly's Pub,
well i stumbled in at 3am all drunk and full of smoke my wife said i have had enough, im sick, thats it, get out! so i stumbled down to kellys pub across
The first thing we do if we want to get through this dependency that we've been courting. is to finally come clean with the lines read between and make
the first thing we do if we want to get through this dependency that we've been courting. is to finally come clean with the lines read between and make
Venez ecouter cette sombre histoire, Tout ca n'est pas beau, mais faut l'savoir... Je m'souviens encore de ces annees noires, Ou au fond d'un verre,
Back at the house a bottle is found And opened in honour Of those who have drowned While we who have not are stricken with guilt And dutifully see That
I tend to drink too much sometimes I fall a little drunk on my face I get up I brush up I head to the bar For another round with all of my friends
Start this night out right so i dont fall on my face I got some red necks wit me ready to get drunk and shot da gauge They got 6 shots of tequila and
I want to weave a musical spell That leaves you unwell and thinking of me everyday I want to play you a tune that leaves you marooned and troubled Each
