Drinking Time

It’s drinking time, down the local pub it’s drinking time Sinking a few ales and feeling fine, in the pub it’s drinking time Night down the pub, mates at your side Barmaid’s hot but your t-t-tongue tied Want a pint but all you manage is… “Hi” Red-faced, thoughts turn to suicide But it’s drinking time, down the local pub it’s drinking time Sinking a few ales and feeling so fine, in the pub it’s drinking time Mmm… it’s drinking time Cards in the corner all bets are in Poolroom is packed as the guys test their skills Slamming your buddies can be quite a thrill Its winner stays on, money down but still It’s drinking time, down the local pub it’s drinking time Sinking a few ales and feeling so fine, in the pub it’s drinking time Jukebox blasting out songs from the past Everyone’s smiling and having a laugh It’s getting on and their going down fast Shot and a pint a piece ‘til your trashed It’s drinking time, down the local pub it’s drinking time I’m sinking a few ales and feeling oh so fine, in the village pub it’s drinking time, down the local pub it’s drinking time Laughing and joking last orders called Queue at the bar becoming a maul Domino players shout across from the hall “Pints of your finest bitter for us all” Cos it’s drinking time, down the local pub it’s drinking time We’re sinking a few ales and feeling pretty fine Down the pub it’s drinking time, it’s drinking time Ending the night with a curry is great In the Indian with all of your mates Never gonna finish all that on your plate “I’m gonna be sick” oh shit… too late Aaargh! It’s drinking time, in the Indian it’s drinking time Couple more we’re feeling fine, in the Indian it’s drinking time Heading home now and you stumble alone Trying to text your Mrs on your phone Did you just send that to her home? You twat! You just sent that to your own! Well, its drinking time, heading home it’s drinking time You sunk a few ales, some shots and some wine It’s drinking time, it’s drinking time Climb into bed with sick on your face All your clothes on you’re a fucking disgrace Shandy-ass, couldn’t handle the pace Come to think of it… is this even your place…? Drinking time, maybe next time you’ll lay off the wine Maybe next time you’ll wake up feeling fine… Hang on, who’s that lying next to you…? Yeah dude this definitely isn’t your place (Whisper) …down the pub it’s drinking time