Man, in a bathroom in front of the mirror,
looking at himself whilst he combs his hair,
he thinks he looks good,
in his intoxicated state and with his inebriated stare,
you failed,
you failed again,
you godamn drunk,
you are beyond the pale,
oh, what a hero,
what a hero and so derailed,
derailed in another bar,
with your wife and kids at home,
as you drink yourself to death,
and you drink yourself to death,
with the money that you have earned,
until there is hardly anything left,
leaving you wanting more and you more depressed,
and as you enjoy yourself,
your wife and kids they starve far too often,
and suffer in misery,
but tonight, they have something to eat,
something to eat luckily,
and so, did you,
but she burns your tea deliberately, and she spits in it,
but you are usually too drunk to give a damn,
and as you burn your braincells,
and your body struggles to stay on your stool far too often,
she has been working on another plan,
working on another plan to get away from you,
and she has been saving up money,
that you do not know about,
and she attends college,
and is a lot more sensible than you will ever be,
and all you do is learn nothing,
and you stagger drunkenly about endlessly,
oh, what a great father you turned out to be,
you drunken bum,
drunken bum,
yes, far too many of you around here in this city,
far too many in this city,
but luckily for her she has brains, and she is pretty,
far too pretty for the likes of you,
and she, not unsurprisingly,
regrets every moment with you,
she regrets every moment,
every moment with you,
and as she feeds her baby at home,
she is probably saying to him,
ain't life shitty,
ain't life shitty,
and you back in the bar,
with your heartless heart,
you stand before the mirror,
looking at you,
looking at you,
because you only care about you,
for about her you have not a clue,
you the drunk,
the intoxicated you,
what are good are you?
What good,
What good as a father are you?
None at all it is true,
yes, you,
you are just a drunken bum,
you are just a drunken bum,
cos I know her,
and I know you,
and you are just a drunken bum,
and she is better off rid of you,
better off rid of you,
and that is just my view,
my view, from my bar stool,
you drunken bum you,
you drunken bum you.