F F F G F I am drinking again. oooh. oh. F F F F G F I'm on my seventh cold glass of gin oooh, oh. F F G F Life is a tribute to you, and so is dying. F F G F Drinking in this way, to die is what i'm trying. these lyrics are probably wrong, but they usually are on these things. F F G F I also try to keep my load light, in case an angel loves me F F G F And lifts me up with angel hooks to somewhere high above me.