It's the time of night again It's the old familiar feeling When you're staring at the ceiling As you spin upon the floor You've forgot the power of speech Sleep with anything that might call Eat a scabby dog with ketchup But you've still got room for more We're on the one before the lights go out One before we're caned Here's a toast to being close to comatose again We're on the one before the lights go out Yes we feel no pain We're on the one before the lights go out So get them in again We're on the one before the lights go out One before we think of nowt Dog's passed out, hey Mick your shout We're on the one before the lights go out