I woke up late this morning I pulled myself right out of bed Right outside my window The rain was fallin' hot as lead
So I drank a pint of rum Till it rushed up to the top of my head Then lookin' kinda pale I drank a glass of ale again
Lift a toast to the past Drink to the future at last Then fill another glass 'Cause it's comin' up much too fast
Now runnin' through the streets Lookin' for some hospitality I found the nearest inn And I had a fifth of gin sent to me
When I saw a small dispute Over girls of ill repute, naturally Then the lights went out And I took a subtle hint to leave
Lift a toast to the past Drink to the future at last Then fill another glass 'Cause it's comin' up much too fast
Can you feel it Can you feel it at all? Can you feel it Can you feel it at all?
Sittin' on a fence Breaking your defense for affection Watchin' every move Though you haven't got a clue or suspicion
You know you're looking fine But you're thinkin' there's some kind of connection You're asking is that all Lookin' through a crystal ball for direction
Lift a toast to the past Drink to the future at last Then fill another glass 'Cause it's comin' on much too fast
Can you feel it Can you feel it at all? Can you feel it Can you feel it at all? ...
I woke up late this morning I pulled myself right out of bed Right outside my window The rain was fallin' hot as lead
So I drank a pint of rum Till it rushed up to the top of my head Then lookin' kinda pale I drank a glass of ale again
Lift a toast to the past Drink to the future at last Then fill another glass 'Cause it's comin' up much too fast
Now runnin' through the streets Lookin' for some hospitality I found the nearest inn And I had a fifth of gin sent to me
When I saw a small dispute Over girls of ill repute, naturally Then the lights went out And I took a subtle hint to leave
Lift a toast to the past Drink to the future at last Then fill another glass 'Cause it's comin' up much too fast
Can you feel it Can you feel it at all? Can you feel it Can you feel it at all?
Sittin' on a fence Breaking your defense for affection Watchin' every move Though you haven't got a clue or suspicion
You know you're looking fine But you're thinkin' there's some kind of connection You're asking is that all Lookin' through a crystal ball for direction
Lift a toast to the past Drink to the future at last Then fill another glass 'Cause it's comin' on much too fast
Can you feel it Can you feel it at all? Can you feel it Can you feel it at all? ...
