Well maybe Mister alcohol Has booted up your chin I find it leads to hospital And informing the next of kin But trying to get your own back Should never win anyway Why don't you change your tack, Jack, and hear me when I say Sweet Sweet Revenge She carries a bitter sting You go around believing in her But she won't bring a thing Well, I can well remember My cool days back at school yeah yeah You hit him, he hits you back Well, that is all the rules So my days were occupied yeah By vendetta all the time And any stain upon the floor The blood was always mine Sweet Sweet Revenge She carries a bitter sting You go around believing in her But she won't bring a thing (repeat)