Mind blowing bubbles
In a drinkers state
When the drinkers drunk
With his own fate
Swaying spraying
And staggering too
The drinker needs a drink
Before he really spews
Apples Oranges
Patatoes as well
Along with another drink
In this living hell
Oh dear no
Is he really dead
Phone a fast ambulance
He's split his crazy head
Oh dear no
It's one of those nights
No matter what you do
Nothing seems right
Yet you awaken
With a real bad head
All snuggled up nice
In a cell with a bed
Which is better than a box
Out on the street
Oh what a sad life
This I repeat
Yet some make it through
While others pass away
So don't ever become homeless
This I do say
It's not a nice thing
No not at all
And it's no laughing matter
This I do recall
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