The Weekend High
I pour some jäger straight down my neck it's been minutes I'm feeling the effects
I'm tired I'm dizzy she's looking very pretty I breach the inner city and smother her
With kisses and hugs plus the liquor I bought and drunk
I'm intoxicated and animated I'm in the mood for some greasy looking food

Midday feeling dry, by the weekend we begin the weekend high
We've spent all our savings on our indecent cravings
Bottling up all our spirits and drinking them out of a can

She looks over to my left sees me I'm a drunken mess
Passed out on the floor by the front door I was meant to leave an hour ago
And she stood there just looking at me like a squirrel in a tree observing the debris
That was left there but it wasn't foreseen that the night we had forgotten like a dream

Midday feeling dry, by the weekend we begin the weekend high
We've spent all our savings on our indecent cravings
Bottling up all our spirits and drinking them out of a can

Midday feeling dry, by the weekend we begin the weekend high
We've spent all our savings on our indecent cravings
Bottling up all our spirits and drinking them out of a can