I greet the day with anger, bombs and verbal threats I lift my head, in dread, of things not yet Lets have a drink, then throw up in the f**ing sink Shot gla**, shot gla** If your in sight There's gonna be a fight Shot gla**, shot gla** It's me and you and shots enough for two I drink the drink, I drink Until I drink again I see the day, my eyes are glazed and pinned