Testo Drinking Bomb

I'm on a sixty-five year holiday
Oh sleepy day, ungrateful night
Kissing the bricks in the afternoon
Go, go, go, go dead slow
So we'll never, never work again
No, no, no
Never, never work again
No, no, no And if I had a hammer
How little I could do
And if I had a lover
Likewise
Oh sleepy day, ungrateful night
Come with me now
And we'll drink this dream away
I'm going to flood the national debt
With a drinking bomb, drinking bomb
Oh, it's such a hard option
One foul pint of consumer based recovery
Four beds to a room, and counting
And we'll never, never work again
No, no, no
Never, never work again No, no, no