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Divine Comedy (The) - "A Drinking Song"
Lyrics to A Drinking Song : Back at the house a bottle is found And opened in honour Of those who have drowned While we who have not are stricken with guilt And dutifully see That not one drop is spilt Were drinking to life were drinking to death Were drinking til none of our Livers are left Were wending our way down to the spirit store Well drink till we just Cant drink anymore Raise your glasses high Drink the cellar dry Well, bloody my nose And blacken my eye If it aint some young Turk In search of a fight And chanticleers chest Is sagging with pride For honour has yet To be satisfied Well, Heaven be thanked We live in an age When no man need bother Except on the stage With "Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori" And definitely not tonight I can still remember When I was just a kid I was free to do what I wanted to But I never, ever did So now with years of discretion reached May we not forget "Liberte, Egalite, Fraternite" For theres life in the Old World yet! Therell always be an England An Ireland and a France A Liechtenstein and Finland And we have only one chance Earnest young man with an unhealthy tan Puts a drink in my hand and says "I understand Youre in search of the place To continue the chase of the heavenly taste I suggest in that case you all come with me To my place by the sea where the glasses shall be Overflowing with free alcoholic delights And free love if you like for what point has this life If you cant realise your dreams'" Oh, raise your glasses high And drink the town dry Well drink beyond The boundaries of sense Well drink til we start to see Lovely pink elephants Inside our heads, inside our beds Inside the threads of our pyjama legs So dont shoot til you see The reds of our eyes And an army of elephants Marching behind From the day I was born Till the night I will die All my lovers will be pink And elephantine [ A Drinking Song Lyrics ]
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