Sloppy drunk
Acting the fool
In Jackie's back yard
On a rickety  stool
Heatwave
Sunday afternoon
On the Bushmills straight
Feeling so cool
Looked around
I am here all alone
Laughed like a ******
In the gathering gloom.

When life put love to the test
When all the buttons got depressed
When the magnetic tape got stretched
When I was a no good wretch

The tablets took their own sweet time
I was a selfish drunken swine
But you got through
And down the line
We put it all to bed.