My best friends dad once sat me down
to gift me with some wisdom
on why day drinkers and lonely slinkers
are filled with such depression.

He told me alcohol doesn't make you
an alcoholic, you see.
It's fine with a friend, as long as it ends
before you're lonely

See when you're alone you think bad things
cause nobody is around
your brain becomes loose due to magic juice
and you wear your thoughts like a crown.

and i barely listened as he talked
just waited till he was finished
it didnt mean much, and it wasn't such
a big deal to me

I never really listened to him,
which is probably why
she calls me a little alcopop