have a reason
for the things I did tonight
I had a drink or two
and I tell you, I was feeling alright
The next thing I remember,
I'm lying in the gutter
Blood is standing over me,
calling me a nutter
No man's gonna put me to sleep
when I get home
I just missed the last bus
and I don't have any money
I'm out of cigarettes
and I suppose you think it's funny
I'm try ing to thumb a lift
and it's pouring down with rain
But nobody is stopping
cos I'm pissed out of my brain
I'm gonna catch an earful
when I get home
I swear I'll never touch
another drum
How'd I end up this way again?
I think I remember saying
that last week
But I really, really, really mean it this time
The sun is coming up
and I'm sneaking in the backdoor
If the old man catches me now
I'm really getting what for
I'm stumbling and fumbling
and falling up the stairs
And when I reach the top
I see the old man standing there
But he just smiles and he says,
welcome home
Wel come Home
Wel come Home
Wel come Home