People tell us we are wrong just because our hair is 
long
They say we're lazy we should grow up, to cut out hair 
and work in some shop
They're always telling us we're wasting precious years
But our only waste of time is when we don't drink some 
beer

We're under the table again
We handle our drinking as man
We're lying everywhere with vomits in our hair
We're under the table again

I made myself some alcohol, I drank quite much and I 
lost control
I drank two litres, maybe three, then I woke up at the 
emergency
They think I'm a loser, a drunk who'll never learn
By though my liver slowly shrinks it's none of their 
concern

We're under the table again
We handle our drinking as man
We're lying everywhere with vomits in our hair
We're under the table again

I wake up with some food in my hair and wonder what 
it's doing there
Hungover stinking cigarettesmoke, the mourning after 
ain't no joke
Hardrockers and bottles in a pile of the floor
Wake'em up it's time to drink some more

We're under the table again
We handle our drinking as man
We're lying everywhere with vomits in our hair
We're under the table again