Drunken Tuesday

It’s funeral on Monday, It’s shot in my coffee

And at the morning I woke up into the coffin

For Tuesday me gut’

s like roller coaster

Croweded all nite, clinked glasses with rooster

Wednesday we drank the pain away

Walkin’ with Johnny on Saturday

For Thursday and Friday I don’t remember

So on Sunday restarted again

It’s another drunken Tuesday

My mama told me not to go out

But my lads are in the brewery

So let me go

Mama, let me go

Let me go, walked down, walked down on the road

Coming for you

I went to show my respect for Johnny next Monday

I drank with the father in the chapel for god’s sake

At the graveyards’s gate there was Jimmy and crew:

The tavern is waitin’ for you

After two long weeks the drinkin’ was over

I wallowed in my bed with a fuckin’ hangover

My mama came in with an unmoved stance

You gotta clean up your mess