Tíz éve ez volt az egyik kedvenc számom, vidámkodva halgattam rendszerint a szalon kanapéján ülve, néha pohárral a kezemben, máskor anélkül, olykor társasággal, máskor egyedül. Most véletlenül rábukkantam a dalra, és pohártalan egyedülséggel bár, de hosszan megmelengetődött a szívem. Újra meghalgattam, aztán újra, megint, és így tovább…
We’ll be singing
When we’re winning
We’ll be singing
*I get knocked down, but I get up again
You’re never going to keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You’re never going to keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You’re never going to keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You’re never going to keep me down
Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away
He drinks a whiskey drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times
„Oh Danny Boy…”
*Repeat
Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away
He drinks a whiskey drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times
„Don’t cry for me
Next door neighbor…”
*Repeat
We’ll be singing
When we’re winning
We’ll be singing
(Chumbawamba – Tubthumping)