Chorus:
And we're all off to boozer with a grin, naughty grin
Where the wisdom glistens in a pun
Where the lighters flash and the cruiscins crash
To the roar of a saucy song
Oh I am a merry toiler and I browse the web all day
Till a sudden thought came to my head that I should roam away
For I'm tired and hate this slavery since the day that I was born
And I'm off to join the topers' ranks, and I'm off till future morn
I'll leave aside my ear phones, I'll leave aside my mouse
I'll leave aside my keyboard too, I no longer need them now
And I'll leave aside Medusa, she's the site that I adore
And I wonder if they'll think of me when they hear the singers roar
And when the booze is over and of money hands are free
I'll move my arse to table next and someone's guest I'll be
Well, some men drink for silver and some men drink for gold
But the real scums they drink on tick or squander what they stole
And when the night is over and the closing time is here
They’ll kick you out from boozer snug and no more fun there’ll be
Well, some men booze for lifetime but your joy soon has fled
Back to toiling cruel in the early morn with sore and aching head
final verse © Zuzana, 2006
photo © unknown
