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?