from Heathrow i left from gate eleven
on the London to Sydney BA257

and it was somewhere over Brussels
i started to flex my drinking muscles

by the time i crossed the Rhine
i was on my second glass of wine

then i switched over to some gin
when i flew over West Berlin

and i could feel more intoxication
while crossing some eastern european nation

and by the time i reached Volgograd
i was best friends with a man called Vlad

though i wasn't sure he was a man
when we were passing over Kazakhstan

then over the mighty high Pamirs
there were ***** shots and lots of cheers

so much more that by Islamabad
i started to feel that too much I've had

and when we finally landed in New Delhi
i had to empty by entire belly

thankfully it was a long stopover
and that helped me lots with my hangover

and i felt better that i had a brandy
just before we left Indira Ghandi

but Sydney was no longer my destination
as i changed my ticket to a new location

and so i flew back to Heathrow instead
to get drunk again with my best friend Vlad