When the state of affairs breaks down
Our crushed bodies
We give up food
But we don't give up drink
And then we look at it all
Like disgusting torture
And we order a round of alcohol
We're having a good time tumbling
We're having a good time tumbling
We're having a good time tumbling down the hill
And life goes on
And all this will pass one day
That's why the worried eyes
I make you laugh with wine
And why are you going to disgust us all
Some have it, some don't
And that's why instead of problems
Give alcohol

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