My head’s up my fucking hole
Cuz I was lacking self-control
I knew not what shyness is
Now my mouth knows what dryness is
Bright, lights – they frighten me
And doom is all that I can see
But pints, pints – I can’t avoid ya
So fight – this – paranoia
Chorus
I can’t stand this paranoia
Verse 2
Wake up in a mess…
Alcohol sweats and booze depressed
Cramped up legs – wheezy chest
A night remembered by a guess
So rest, rest…
Dwell on things that you can’t forget
All the silly things you probably said
And top this off with a busted head
Still – no regrets
But I should consider drinking less
Watch what I spend get fit instead
Start my day well hydrated
All I do is whinge…
I gurn like this again and again
I could say this here’s my final binge
But that’s – lies – I love drinkin’
Verse 3
Circulation fucked like Irish Punts
Cottonmouth like cunt of nuns
Stinking breath – lacking funds
Constant fear of what I’ve done
Clothes, soaked like swimming togs
Voice like Alaskan working dogs
My health’s truly up the left
It’s time I pay my drinkers debt
Get water in – plus vitamins
Sip that beer that’s Mexican
Take this pain upon the chin
Pansy’s pop that Anadin
My whole world is caving in
Can’t locate my confidence
I just feel so fucking lonely
Gagging for someone to hold me