DANGEROUSLY SOBER (Paul O Brien)

 

He took a G and T for breakfast, and skipped the orange juice

Stepped out down the high street, jacket hanging loose

Slipped in for a quick one, at he local Hare and Hound

Someone asked him how he was, he didn’t hear a sound

 

He was stone cold sober, drinking since the dawn

On a binge since Friday, still going strong

Along the bars in Highgate, down through Camden town

No-one in their right minds, would push this Paddy ‘round

 

STONE COLD SOBER, TUGGING AT THE REINS

STONE COLD SOBER, POISON IN HIS VEINS

STONE COLD SOBER, STANDING IN THE RAIN

STONE COLD SOBER, WAITING FOR THAT TRAIN

 

His wife just done a runner, with a double-glazing man

She took the three kids with her, he didn’t give a damn

She’d always been the apple, of her father’s eye

A Paddy’s just not good enough, no Irish need apply

 

He polished off the last one, told the barman “Thanks a Lot”

Put his wallet on the counter, and said “That’s all I’ve got”

Headed out the swinging doors, towards the railway line

The twelve fifteen was coming; for once it was on time

 

He won’t go back to Achill, he couldn’t live in shame

While his family lives in England, embarrassed by his name

Stepping from the platform, and out onto the rails

He caught the twelve fifteen, en-route to Cardiff Wales