Knowing
Is what people tell you
That you`re thinking wrong
Embrace you,
But they really mean So long
You talk to them
They laugh aloud
Yet they run to you
In any crowd
Whiskey Man`s my friend, he`s with me nearly all the time
He always joins me when I drink, and we get on just fine
Nobody has ever seen him, I`m the only one
Seemingly I must be mad, Insanity is fun
If that`s the way it`s done
Doctors say he just a figment of my twisted mind
If they can`t see my Whiskey Man they must be going blind
Two men dressed in white collected me two days ago
They said there`s only room for one and Whiskey Man can`t go
Whiskey Man will waste away if he`s left on his own
I can`t even ring him `cause he isn`t on the phone
Hasn`t got a home
Life is very gloomy in my little padded cell
It`s a shame there wasn`t room for Whiskey Man as well
Whiskey Man`s my friend, he`s with me nearly all the time
He always joins me when I drink, and we get on just fine
Just fine