Drink and slow living are
Still kind of giving me
Hangovers without a hope
So I jumped in the Clyde
And watched my love die
And floated away on a boat

Why can't you see that I'm down
On the ground and I still
Want to give you all I've got.

Drink and religion are still kind
Of giving me hangovers without hope
So I jump in the Clyde
And watch my love die
And float away on a boat.
Why can't you see that I'm down
On the ground and I still
Want to give you all I got.