the taxis were all lining up the day was closing in
there at the bar we sat all day attitude after gin
it was like a normal day no work then we must play
the hours kept on ticking by the wifes will phone by nine
again and again again and again and again at half past ten
we were all to stubborn then we were the macho men
till this dreadfull night occured we loved sitting at our den
it musta been a all nighter as i woke up in the wreck
the flames were getting hotter as i felt it up my neck
whos the guy behind the wheel and why we upside down
the last thing i remembered was dancing like a clown
wake up i told the driver what have you done to us
the bloody car is burning man as sirens start a buzz
i somehow got myself outside and dragged the driver to the curb
the car went up in flames from there the neighbours looked disturbed
i said to the man you better run or sleep behind steel or stone
he nodded and said where you going man
i said im going home
i did not know where i was but was happy to be alive
as from that night i never drank again or visited my old dive
the question is will you be able to tell this story to a friend
or will you burn out before your time is up
your funeral unattend