I got enough peer and so I had excess I wail past the busy street Irritation I cause My shilling ,caused me the fracus And now? I am in jail .................. Strained and stressed Lonely and whole I feel all alone Tormented by spirits My head could burst ..................... The cost of my shilling Hangovers and tiredness Vomiting hard and chest pains Stomach ache and nausea All,the cost of my shillings ...................... I am in jail The prison of lone suffering Serenaded by by the walls of loneliness I call it the cost of my shilling.
Drunkard's plea Succession of strain in stress Suffering and torture Lonely heart