Sorry I'm Late

I need a drink, i need a drink

so i can think of a way out

of this mess that i'm in

i need a smoke, who doesn't need a smoke these days

so i can cope with the emails, the inbox

and the wages of sin

and it ain't even 9, in the morning

sorry i'm late

i need a line, i need a line

so i can wake up after the beers and the laughter of last night

i need a line, who doesn't need a line these days

coz i'm tired of romancing, and i just wanna keep dancing with snow white

and it ain't even 9 in the morning

sorry i'm late

i need a drink, i need a drink

to see through the smoke and the mirrors and the secrets and lies in this town

and i need a smoke, who doesn't need a smoke these days

so i can make my day look pretty as she fucks me til the sun goes down

and it's ain't even 9, in the morning

and i'll be just fine once i get what i want

sorry i'm late