Boys Night Out - Fall for the Drinker lyrics

Another year, another year. Raise your gla** high. Leaves will fall, the snow will fall. Raise your gla** high. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind. One year, now. We're all here, now. Tonight, to hell with everything else. We'll drink hard, we'll drink to ourselves. Raise your gla** high... To fallen friends, To tragic ends, To lovers lost, Of a heart's exhaust, To wasted time, To wasting time. (Raise your gla** high) To money gained, To money spent, A whim's in need of a real intent. (wrong) To its resolving arguments. One year, now. We're all here, now. Tonight, to hell with everything else. We'll drink hard, we'll drink to ourselves. Here's to a hundred years, And if the drink should fall... Let it fall for the drinkers, Let it fall... Fall. Tonight, to hell with everything else. We'll drink hard, we'll drink to ourselves.