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