Il testo della Suits n' alcohol

(he's got to do it again)

Another 6:30 wake up call, another lost day in a tie
Can a morning shower wash him off if he is always dry?
Suit, suitcase, cubicle.

Wanted: a job that gives him a goal
Placing a classified ad for a life with a soul

Another commute in the car, another 50 miles to go
Time to himself is fleeting, time to get lost in the radio
Inching closer to the office, wages undertow
Suit, suitcase, cubicle

Wanted: a job that gives him a goal
Placing a classified ad for a life with a soul

Dreaming of dreams, woken long ago
Dreaming of a life, left when he was young (left when he was young)

Can another happy hour quench a thirst that's always dry?
Suit, suitcase, alcohol

(just one more) (just one more... drink)

Wasted: with another drink to go
Chasing his drinks with more alcohol

Dreaming of dreams, woken long ago
Dreaming of a life, left when he was young (left he was young)

(just one more drink) (just one more...) (just one more day) (just one more)

Wasted: with another drink to go
Chasing the drinks with more alcohol
Closing the tab and heading home
Laying down as he resets the alarm

Dreaming of dreams, woken long ago
Dreaming of life, left when he was young ...left when he was young.
Drinking to life, numbed long ago.....so...
Here's to you.