On an evening after news like that I can hardly tell what mood you're in Or keep track of what time it is Between photo opportunities and ATM disaster scenes Your secret's safe with me But, you're blacked out You're blacked out from what you know How will you get home? Oh, no Take me by the wrist Singing songs I've sang before Liquid inebriation spilling on to the Khyber's floor You've saved your last dance for me The best left over from the roughest week But, you're blacked out You're blacked out from what you know How will you get home? But, you're blacked out (How will you get home?) But, you're blacked out (How will you get home?) But, you're blacked out (How will you get home?) But, you're blacked out (How will you get home?)