Drunk Tank
Friday Night Tales: A Tipsy Journey from Fun to the Drunk Tank
Lyrics
Officer, please do you think we could leave?
Requesting the officer to allow them to leave.
We meant no-one no harm, common' let bygones be.
Expressing they didn't intend harm and urging to forgive past actions.
Yeah we've learnt our lesson, now with a straight head...
Claiming they've learned their lesson and are now sober.
Could some cash from my wallet perhaps tempt you my friend?
Offering cash as a temptation to the officer, possibly seeking leniency.
Coz now we're in a two by four, (Hey, hey hey!)
Describing their current confined space as a small room.
Pissing in a hole in the floor, (Hey, hey, hey!)
Portraying the unpleasant act of urinating in a hole in the floor.
Sobering up and bored, (Hey, hey, hey!)
Expressing boredom while sobering up in the confined space.
Can we go home?
Requesting permission to go home from their current situation.
It was just another Friday night,
Setting the scene of a typical Friday night.
Another shot, another pint.
Describing the routine of taking shots and drinking pints.
We didn't loot, or start a fight,
Emphasizing that despite the revelry, they didn't engage in destructive behavior.
But fun was had and songs were sang,
Highlighting the enjoyment of music and camaraderie.
Drinkin' up and fallin' down,
Illustrating the consequence of excessive drinking—falling down.
We left the bar and hit the town,
Leaving the bar and exploring the town.
Next ya know, we're on the ground,
Unexpectedly finding themselves on the ground, possibly due to intoxication.
... And then we woke up in the drunk tank.
Revealing the ultimate consequence of their night—a stay in the drunk tank.
Sergeant, I swear to you that those aren't mine.
Denying ownership of items and swearing innocence to the sergeant.
I want my phone call, my lawyer on the line.
Requesting the right to make a phone call and have legal representation.
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