I'm putting the bottle down, it must be Monday I woke up in the lost and found, but no one claimed me And clearly I was sleepy, so I slept Memory won't come back, what does is hazy Like a train run off the track, I'm going crazy With spits and swears, stumbled stairs, and snacks Lazy eyes makes his morning coffee a little sloppy A little naughty, double double double, I'm high Dozens of free concerts, downtown chaos Drinking whisky until it hurts, with cops around us I am having a blast at these Olympic games Canada won the gold, thank you Sidney Now it's time to hit the road, let's go to Granville And high-five a hundred thousand Canadians Lazy eves shows up late for worky Double brushing doesn't get the whisky out