| I wake up in the toilets
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| Stinking of alcohol
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| Who am I? |
| Can’t remember
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| Ain’t sure I wanna know
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| The beer stains on my clothing
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| Revealed by neon lights
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| They tell me every morning
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| Another thirsty night
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| A lover of bottles I am
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| Been born here, grew up here, I’ll die here
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| The stuff in the sink is my brain
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| My father smelled offensive
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| My mother was a bitch
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| But it was love at first drink
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| They practiced what they preached
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| Beyond the pubyard — outside I’ve never been
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| Beyond the pubyard — my world’s a drinker’s dream
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| Beyond the pubyard — I live my life in gin
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| Beyond, beyond, beyond, beyond, beyond the pubyard
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| Hey barman, you’re my hero
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| One thousand liqueurs stock
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| You make some crazy money
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| While drinking on the job
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| A lover of bottles I am
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| Been born here, grew up here, I’ll die here
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| The stuff in the sink is my brain
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| I have no use for clean air
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| I don’t like oxygen
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| The cigarette smoke preserved me
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| Just call me Boozer Man
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| Beyond the pubyard — outside I’ve never been
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| Beyond the pubyard — my world’s a drinker’s dream
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| Beyond the pubyard — I live my life in gin
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| Beyond, beyond, beyond, beyond, beyond the pubyard
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| I have no use for clean air
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| I don’t like oxygen
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| The cigarette smoke preserved me
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| Just call me Boozer Man
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| Beyond the pubyard — outside I’ve never been
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| Beyond the pubyard — my world’s a drinker’s dream
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| Beyond the pubyard — I live my life in gin
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| Beyond, beyond, beyond, beyond, beyond the pubyard |