Well barrick one, goes down real quick Pour it out, two litres gone I got more to go, but sober still Keep drinking on to drunken thrills Well barrick two, I'm getting there Sober still but less aware Four litres drunk, and now i'm drunk That is all that I want Well barrick three, my speech is slurred This cider's got my vision blurred I'm singing loud, i'm feeling free And soon i'll lose my memory Well barrick four, is lying full Six litres drunk, and i'm fading fast I can't drink no more I can't drink no more Cuz I passed out, on a cold hard floor