Hamburg Drunk

Woke up in the gutter licking your wounds

With some raggedy memory of some prostitute

Who hit you squarely ‘tween bleary eyes

You had it coming to you it can not be denied

 

By rights you should really have come to more harm

Your falling and sprawling down the old Reeperbahn

Your phone and your dignity you left behind

Safe to say you had yourself one hell of a time

 

No answer to be got from a bottle

No salvation gonna come from the rum

You say you couldn’t agree more but tonight we will roar

There’s nothing to be done but get Hamburg drunk

 

A late night bar we did finally find

They took one look at you and said we don’t want your kind

And your acrobatics did not go down well

At least you leave this city with a story to tell

 

No answer to be got from a bottle

No salvation gonna come from the rum

You say you couldn’t agree more

But tonight we will roar

There’s nothing to be done but get Hamburg drunk

 

End of the tour and we got one last night

To drink to our travels and St Pauli dry

Like sailors before with their last night on shore

We’ll drink till we drop and then drink us some more (PROST!)

 

There’s nothing to be done but get Hamburg drunk (x3)