Fall For The Drinker - Boys Night Out

Another year, another year

Raise your glass high

Leaves will fall, the snow will fall

Raise your glass high

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And never brought to mind

One year, now

We’re all here, now

Tonight, to hell with everything else

We’ll drink hard, we’ll drink to ourselves

Raise your glass high…

To fallen friends

To tragic ends

To lovers lost

Of a heart’s exhaust

To wasted time

To wasting time

(Raise your glass high)

To money gained

To money spent

A whim’s in need of a real intent.

(wrong)

To its resolving arguments

One year, now

We’re all here, now

Tonight, to hell with everything else

We’ll drink hard, we’ll drink to ourselves

Here’s to a hundred years

And if the drink should fall…

Let it fall for the drinkers

Let it fall…

Fall

Tonight, to hell with everything else

We’ll drink hard, we’ll drink to ourselves