Drink and slow living are still kind of

Giving me hangovers without a hope 

So I jumped in the Clyde and watched my love die

And floated away on a boat

Why can't you see that I'm down on the ground

And I still want to give you all I've got

Drink and religion are still kind of

Giving me hangovers without hope

So I jump in the Clyde and watch my love die

And float away on a boat

Why can't you see that I'm down on the ground

And I still want to give you all I've got