One time I was drunk
And I was going to die
And somehow it took me high, high
And nearly in the sky
Comes Petrus, asked me why
I had no card for members
He was in uniform
An angel blew the horn
And ev'ry, ev'ry thing was high
And then he let me in
But I had to pay something
The kind of the club wasn't high, high
An angel turned around
And asked me for three pounds
Oh Petrus tell me why, why
Quite shoked I left the place
Forget the angels face
And since that time I've lost my mind

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