Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drinking In The Day, artist - The Tossers. Album song The Valley Of The Shadow Of Death, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 03.10.2005
Record label: Victory
Song language: English
Drinking In The Day |
Well I met her up on Leeson Street of a Tuesday afternoon |
In Summer’s fallen colours, sulking back to school |
I asked her would she linger, and she asked me would she stay |
Would she keep a girl in company, drinking in the day? |
Drinking, Drinking |
Drinking… not thinking |
Drinking, Drinking |
We’ll go drinking in the day |
She was almost a woman, she was going on sixteen |
She asked me to go walking, In Saint Stephen’s Green |
She said I love the sunshine, and to hear the children play |
But I won’t be distracted when I’m drinking in the day |
With her flashing eyes and milk white lies she looked like a song |
Like the ghost of a woman that first made me go wrong |
She said I’ll have a drink with you but I said you’ll have to pay |
For a comprehensive education |
Drinking in the day |
Drinking, Drinking |
Drinking and not thinking |
Drinking, Drinking |
We’ll go drinking in the day |
If her mother could have seen us on that bright November day |
Botticelli and his angel perambulating Ormand Quay |
A drunken blessed virgin, me rhetorious and gay |
Bestowing ancient wisdom as to what made me this way |
Well here it is: |
Deny your friends and family |
To serve you must betray |
Break and enter heaven |
Well you’ll steal but never save |
Well you’ll squander every penny |
And you’ll empty every heart |
And you’ll travel every darkened road |
You’ll never finish what you start |
And you’ll always talk to strangers |
And make love with whom you may |
For God will find good company |
For your drinking in the day |
Drinking, drinking |
Drinking and not thinking |
Drinking, drinking |
We’ll go drinking in the day |
So spend your youth on poetry, and spend your cash at play |
Every line upon my face is for a girl who went away |
A kiss, and a song, are fleeting things and fame will always stray |
So I’ll tell the truth, the best spent youth, is the one you throw away |
Drinking, drinking |
Drinking… not thinking |
Drinking, drinking |
We’ll go drinking in the day |
Drinking, drinking |
Drinking… not thinking |
Drinking, drinking |
We’ll go drinking in the day |
Drinking, drinking |
Drinking… not thinking |
Drinking, drinking |
We’ll go drinking in the day |
Drinking, drinking |
Drinking… not thinking |
Drinking, drinking |
We’ll go drinking in the day |
Drinking, drinking |
Drinking… not thinking |
Drinking, drinking |
We’ll go drinking in the day |
Drinking, drinking |
Drinking… not thinking |
Drinking… |