| Lyrics: | The tequila sun is rising
And the Harvey's Bristol moon is sinking
Put the Binatone on
snooze
Open up some Special Brews
And start drinking
To the biggest mess in
town
Then put on your dressing gown
Screw your head on upside down
Drink yourself
into the ground
the bottles by the sink
They're the softest fucking drinks on the
market
Yes sir, the Thunderbirds have gone
The wagon's rolling on
And I'm on
it
And there's no such thing as Dr. Seuss
Vodka and tomato juice
Disneyland or
dipsomania
Pick a flavour
CHORUS
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere
There's a
wonderful world you can share
Try agrophobic, schizophrenic,
Paranoid attacks of
panic
Epileptic fits of laughter
Twenty five million mornings after
And there's no
such thing as Dr. Seuss
Vodka and tomato juice
Disneyland or dipsomania
Name your
poison
Pick a flavour
Moonshine, firewater, Captain Morgan, Johnnie Walker,
Southern
Comfort, mother's ruin,
Happy hours of homeless brewing
Galloways sore throat
expectorant,
After-shave and disinfectant,
Parazone and Fairy Liquid
If it's in a
glass you'll drink it
CHORUS
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