To all those people living in their flats Not so pristine Who look up from the alley ways That skies that we've all seen But somehow I know that They see it from a different point of view The red door's painted black The sky is gray not baby blue So lighten up, have a cup Of my happy golden drink It'll taste strong to begin with You'll get used to it, I think It'll wash away your sorrows Soak up your concern on a trouble When you wake up not a single tables turn But it's all right, it's all right, it's all right So if you're a bit unhappy Or you're slightly depressed Just hum along to this song I wrote Release some of your stress But when I sing the chorus There's one thing I know for sure A nice clean shot of whiskey Is my recommended cure So lighten up, have a cup Of my happy golden drink It'll taste strong to begin with You'll get used to it, I think It'll wash away your sorrows And soak up your concern on a problem When you wake up not a single tables turn But it's all right, it's all right, it's all right It's all right, it's all right, it's all right So lighten up, have a cup Of my happy golden drink It'll taste strong to begin with You'll get used to it, I think It'll wash away your sorrows And soak up your concern on a problem When you wake up not a single tables turn So lighten up, have a cup Of my happy golden drink It'll taste strong to begin with You'll get used to it, I think It'll wash away your sorrows And soak up your concern on a problem When you wake up not a single tables turn