Early start, early finish, that's tonight
Got home early, drank three bottles of beer
While playing uke with all my bleedin' might
I must say it's becoming easier
Now I'm feeling mellow, relaxed, the cure
Has taken effect, I've wee'd it all out
I've eaten, showered, what's left for me here
Nothing except chilling and feeling proud
Naturally tired, no need now to be loud
Ready for bed, ambitions now are slight
Still only ten past nine, the clock appears
To say, this makes sense, feeling like the crowd
Learning that getting pissed must be done right
If you're working next day, sleep, get head clear
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