One shot, two shot and three....
I start to become myself, liberated, free...
Free to laugh, free to smile
Loneliness, numbness and emptiness fall away
One shot, two and three...


Four, five and six - I have had my fix.
Happiness, bliss, and friendliness
All-Bar-One & everyone
Four, five and six - unconsciousness

Quarter to six, alarm bells ring
I start to wake - Soberness returns
Headache, numbness, emptiness
Slow realisation again, of loneliness