Clean

There was a time

When crazy days would start with wine

And now I tow a different line

I stay in bed and use my loaf instead f my bread

And stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so long

That something's gonna go wrong

It's gone to my head my vision's all blurred

And my legs feel like lead

But I'm clean yeah

Friends with Mr Sheen yeah

Don't have to wean myself up on nothing

I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often

Stroll on

There was a time

When I would dread what I had said

Waking up in someone's bed

Wondering who I was

Naked and cold

With an ache in my head

And stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so long

That's something's gonna go wrong

It's gone to my head my vision's all blurred

And my legs feel like lead

But I'm clean yeah

Friends with Charlie Sheen yeah

Don't have to wean myself up on nothing

I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often

I'm clean yeah

Gonna meet the queen yeah

I won't be obscene yeah

'cos I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often

Stroll on and on and on and on and on

Oh yeah