Nothing good has come from alcohol,
For me anyway, no good at all.
That one sip to much and things would turn sour,
Staggering in at god knows what hour.
No recollection what went on last night,
Wandering about talking pure shite.
Wakening up with that feeling of guilt,
Covered in stale beer that I must have spilt.
Worrying about what I\'ve said or done,
Knowing last night was probably not fun.
Waiting for a knock at the door,
My body all bruised and a little bit sore.
Who have I upset, who did I fight,
One thing was clear it was not a good night.
Most of the time it all turned out fine,
However it wasn’t so clever though, mixing beer with red wine.
I couldn’t keep going ,this shit had to stop,
It’s now been a year since I last touched a drop.
Alcohol was going to ruin my life,
Most certainly losing me my daughter and wife.
Now all I drink is alcohol free,
Now I just take the car and still have two or three.