I know what you think But we will still drink We're all cases for a shrink But we will still drink We'll be filthy, we'll stink But we will still drink In our ears, constant clink But we will still drink We can't dance to anything But we will still drink Feels like a cult, this our ring But we will still drink Our behaviour needs a swing But we will still drink Our songs make no ding But we will still drink It's fun like it's spring But we will still drink Can no longer tell any drink's distinctive sting But we will still drink The night has taken us under its wing But we will still drink We've had our necks on a string But we will still drink We miss half our lives in a blink But we will still drink [thanks, J.] My pen's out of ink **** it, the night isn't over
Wrote this yesterday on a friend's birthday party, she also contributed the closing lines. So thanks, J., much appreciated.