Long lit up tonight and still drinking 
 Don't we have anything to live for 
 Well of course we do 
 But till [bad word] [bad word] 
 We're drinking 

 And we're still smoking 
 Don't we have anything to live for 
 Well of course we do 
 But till [bad word] [bad word] 
 We're smoking 

 We all want to know what nobody knows 
 What the nights of wine and roses hold 
 For the wine and roses of our souls 

 So we down our drinks in a funnel of friends 
 And we burn our blends right down to the end 
 We don't cry for those nights to arrive 
 We yell like [bad word] to the heavens 

 We all want to know what nobody knows 
 What the nights of wine and roses hold 
 For the wine and roses of our souls 

 So we down our drinks in a funnel of friends 
 And we burn our blends right down to the end 
 We don't cry for those nights to arrive 
 We yell like [bad word] to the heavens