I woke up late this morning
I pulled myself right out of bed.
Right outside my window,
The rain was fallin` hot as lead.
So I drank a pint of rum,
`Till rushed up to the top of my head.
Then lookin` kinda pale,
I drank a glass of ale again.
Lift a toast to the past,
Drink to the future at last.
Then fill another glass,
`Cause it`s comin` up much too fast.
Now runnin` through the streets,
Lookin` for some hospitality.
I found the nearest inn,
Asn I had a fifth of gin sent to me.
When I saw a small dispute,
Over girls of ill repute, naturally.
Then the lights went out,
And I took a subtle hint to leave.
Lift a toast to the past,
Drink to the future at last,
Then fill another glass,
`Cause it`s comin` up much too fast.
Chorus:
Can you feel it, Can you feel it at all?
Can you feel it, Can you feel it at all?
Sittin` on a fence,
Breaking your defense for affection.
Watchin` every move,
Though you haven`t got a clue or suspicion.
You know you`re looking fine,
But you`re thinkin` there`s some kind of connection.
You`re asking is that all,
Lookin` through a crystal ball for direction.
Lift a toast to the past,
Drink to the future at last.
Then fill another glass,
`Cause it`s comin` on much too fast.
Solo
Chorus:
Can you feel it, can you feel it at all.
Can you feel it, can you feel it at all.
(Repeat & fade)