The sober guest scratches at the door,
Pretends he’s known here from before,
Coils 'round the threshold, finds a spot,
And settles in a corner of the plot.
** Chorus: **
Sober, sober guest,
Sitting with us yet again.
Sober guest, sober guest,
Looking like a bone, my friend.
He sits on the chair just like a snake,
Not a **** drop will he take,
Just sniffling silently through his nose,
Soberly hissing as he goes.
** Chorus: **
Sober, sober guest,
Sitting with us yet again.
Sober guest, sober guest,
Looking like a bone, my friend.
Time fades away into the haze,
Rivers sink into the abyss's maze,
But wordlessly he sits and stays,
Speaking in his sober ways.