The Rocky Fortune - Three Sheets lyrics

Tonight's a night to savour Slow down my darling if you're gonna make it last Let's burn our hard-earned paycheques Tonight there's even fire in the bellies of the chaste I swear there's souls here somewhere Exiled and aloof They mingle with tobacco ghosts And roll about the roof Three sheets to the wind and she's beautiful again Three sheets to the wind he can navigate the gloom Three sheets to the wind and we're sorry, always sorry For everything we never meant to do Old boys raise your gla**es Old boys flick your smokes The waitress needs your money She'll laugh at all your jokes Heed slurring missionaries Whose gospel serves to prove That Jesus asks excuse me While the devil makes you move And so we lay our crippled heads On all-too-often vacant beds To dream of who we were And everything we aren't Three sheets to the wind and she's beautiful again Three sheets to the wind he can navigate the gloom Three sheets to the wind and we're sorry, always sorry For everything we never meant to do Some they come to click their heels Others fall, others fight, while others deal Me, I'm just here to spin my wheels I've always loved the way that feels