Well we were talking and we were drinking
Letting the fat flow go
And we were asking and we were thinking
In the belly of a bar.
It was easy almost indifferent
Until my heckles rise.
What's that you're asking if I remember?
The pub walls are dissolving.
The guilt was thin then, his hair long.
Brown to match his eyes.
It's none of your business what his name was
Would I even get a prize?
There's been a hundred and that's not boasting
Just the ways of this world.
How dare he even ask this?
These pub walls are drowning.
Your gla** is empty just like your heard.
It's these times I don't know you.
And how about you can you remember?
You shake your head and say "Drunk."
It's a small thing why am I angry?
These words are signs of warning
Because behind them there's the implication...
The pub is burning down.
So do I get a prize for remembering that first time,
Do I get a prize for remembering his name?