Drunk and Disorderly

Here’s a toast to the potion
You look good but do you understand
I’ve got so much devotion
not for you — for the glass in my hand
that looks me in the eye
it’s looking at me in the eye
This glass you see in front of me
is looking me in the eye, eye, eye
I love you
and your friends and your animals too
Out on the tiles, I can fashion a smile
with the spirits in front, I could walk for a thousand miles
I don’t feel any weather
I don’t feel the snow flakes come down
They just look like white feathers
Sent to me like a prodigal crown
that looks me in the eye
it’s looking at me in the eye
These jewels you see in front of me
are looking me in the eye, eye, eye
I love you
and your friends and your animals too
Out on the tiles, I can fashion a smile
with the spirits in front, I could walk for a thousand miles