When five o'clock rolls around
The whistle blows.. Love that sound
Peace out, fags..I'm heading home
My lips need that hoppy foam
Speed walk and skip, to the door
Shoes fly off and hit the floor
To the fridge and grab a beer
The ice cold can brings a tear
Press the tab and kick it back
Might just chug the whole damn pack
Want to drink 'til I can't see
Frosty..frothy..jubilee
Hit the couch..grab the clicker
Strong buzz..might hit the liquor
Ice clinks glass, few pours after
Couple sips..full of laughter
Body warms and brain moves slow
Fuck work, man..not gonna go
Stay up late, get drunk AF
Watch the game..this fucking ref...
Room fades, and I start to spin
Goosebumps ripple up my skin
To the toilet..time to yack..
Head crushes rim.. with a smack
Wake up at the crack of noon
Bass drum headache..only tune
Check my phone..yes, I'm fired..
Unsure.. of what transpired
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Searching for the meaning of life, while doing my best to make the most of it.
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