Drinking Song Songtext
von Jason Webley

To the old chrome cassette of my mother′s voice
I still cry when I hear her sing
The clock struck twelve, the voice I love so well
Was eaten up by the machine

It was eaten up by the machine

When the glass is full, drink up, drink up
This maybe the last time we see this cup
If God wanted us sober, he'd knock the glass over
So while it is full we drink up

A toast to Mary, a girl I once loved
Oh Lord, why do things have to die?
If drinking beer could bring her back here
I′d drink the damn place dry


Yes, I'd drink the damn place dry

When the glass is full, drink up, drink up
This maybe the last time we see this cup
If God wanted us sober, he'd knock the glass over
So while it is full we drink up

Here′s to the old house on Lily Pond Lane
And the room where my boots used to rest
One day I gave the foundation a shake
But my home, it did not pass the test

No, my home, it did not pass the test

When the glass is full, drink up, drink up
This maybe the last time we see this cup
If God wanted us sober, he′d knock the glass over
So while it is full we drink up