Nitocris - The Drunk lyrics

Thoughts of just entwine my brain Life can be, so tired and lame One man says to another "How ya doing mate" "I'm doing fine, everything's OK So how's life treating you me old mate?" "I heard about your wife, I hope she comes back one day" The devil's holding on to his collar The devil's holding on to his collar The devil's holding on to his collar Well if he did exist Why don't he come down And catch him where he drowns? He sits back and sips his beer And thinks about how d**h is near He doesn't even raise his head, but he thinks about God The devil's holding on to his collar The devil's holding on to his collar The devil's holding on to his collar Well if he did exist Why don't he come down And catch him where he drowns? At quater past twelve he stumbles home all alone He kicks a couple of cans or two He don't believe in God Do you?