Mum's the Word

Well, a proclamation of the situation tends to bend
 When you have too much to drink and you piss off your friends
 You can't talk and you can't walk and you don't know your name
 You find yourself attracted to a very ugly dame
 The booze just kills your conscience and your dick is in your hand
 And you don't know who the fuck is in your bed, go!
 Well, a proclamation of the situation tends to bend
 When you have too much to drink and you piss off your friends
 You can't talk and you can't walk and you don't know your name
 You find yourself attracted to a very ugly dame
 The booze just kills your conscience and your dick is in your hand
 And you don't know who the fuck is in your bed