The Unbearable Lightness of Being Drunk

Hold me back, take everything I say in halves
But don’t imagine none of it is true
It’s a different point of view and it’s
Designed to get us through
Poetic T.V. logic with a clue
It’s a very dim view with shades of grey
But we’ll fight to see the light of day
I can see the chinks of sunlight breaking thru'
Or is that a lie, I’ve got no concrete alibi
Fingers crossed we’ll hope that it’s the truth
Monday, Tuesday, blue with clouds of grey
Wednesday, Thursday, chase the blues away
Fridays and Saturdays, are welcomed
With a warming glaze
Sundays dropped us back off at square one
Hold me back, take everything I say in halves
But don’t imagine none of it is true
It’s just a different point of view and it’s
Designed to get us through
Poetic T.V. logic with a clue
Monday, Tuesday, blue with clouds of grey
Wednesday, Thursday, chase the blues away
Fridays and Saturdays, are welcomed
With a warming glaze
Sundays dropped us back off at square one
Hold me back, take everything I say in halves
Hold me back, take everything I say in halves
Saturday, what a day, (Hold me back,)
Welcomed with a warming glaze. (take everything I say in halves,)
Saturday, what a day
Welcomed with a warming glaze
(Hold me back, take everything I say in halves,)
Saturday, what a day
Welcomed with a warming glaze
Saturday, what a day
Welcomed with a warming glaze