Standard (EADGBE)
And then it hits your mangled
Your speech is all tangled
And when faced with a question
Your mental indigestion
Delivers a response so queer
As to how you arrived here
But your legs and arms and wits and charms
Do not give up the fight (to walk and talk)
V2:
The head is baffled
Where have you been tonight?
Its 1130 and dark
Stand half-accused in the streetlight
Your hesitation has caused frustration
And the mans arm bounds across your chest
Not tonight pal, Im sorry
Youre just not looking your best
V3:
These cunts are all the same
Were probably bullied as weans
But now, at the stroke of happy hour
It is they who have the power
To adorn you the humiliation
Partly due to your inebriation
But to cut short your big night out
The last resort is to stand back and shout
V4:
Who the fuck are you talking to ya prick!?
Your throat runs dry but the words dont stick
Youre politely asked to leave the vicinity
And youre pals have suddenly dropped their affinity to you
So with head held low
At this crushing final blow
You make for the taxi rank
While eyeing up a couple of old skanks
V5:
Theyre high heeled and scantily clad
But warm to your attention
Of this youre most glad
She asks you your age and you lie
But so does she
As you stand and watch as she pees
There is promise yet to this Friday night
She giggles and winks and you think you just might