Drunk and Disorderly -

Here’s a toast to the potion

You look good but do you understand

I’ve got so much devotion

not for you — for the glass in my hand

that looks me in the eye

it’s looking at me in the eye

This glass you see in front of me

is looking me in the eye, eye, eye

I love you

and your friends and your animals too

Out on the tiles, I can fashion a smile

with the spirits in front, I could walk for a thousand miles

I don’t feel any weather

I don’t feel the snow flakes come down

They just look like white feathers

Sent to me like a prodigal crown

that looks me in the eye

it’s looking at me in the eye

These jewels you see in front of me

are looking me in the eye, eye, eye

I love you

and your friends and your animals too

Out on the tiles, I can fashion a smile

with the spirits in front, I could walk for a thousand miles