Bobbing along amongst a volatile ocean
Feeling seedy and worn
Head bearly above water
The cork my snorkel
Bobbing amongst a floating mattress
Hungover and torn
A bedside table can pulls me up, yet drags me down
I roll over and hug my wife
I\'m either dreaming, it\'s the drinking or the afterlife
Bobbing along
A bottle floats ashore
There\'s a message inside
Drowned by the liquor it had consumed before
Bobbing along to the bottle store next door
Needle\'s on the vinyl
Spinning the same tunes once more