Let's Drink
(Dee Shipman / Charles Aznavour)

While we can live and breathe each day 
Be in control of what we say 
As far as madness and decay 
Let’s drink! 

To cheating bodies ripe with years 
The souls of girls with virgin fears 
To single mothers and their tears 
Let’s drink!

To our long suffering dear wives 
Victims in fantasies contrived 
Just to escape their boring lives 
Let’s drink! 

‘Til we collapse in Bacchus’ arms 
Let wine seduce us with its charms 
If we are happy, where’s the harm? 
My friends let’s drink! 

It’s great to shock the Middle Class 
They’re all still living in the past 
Don’t know their elbow from their arse 
Let’s drink! 

To lovely virtuoso whores 
With breasts deserving of applause 
And laps like warm and welcome shores 
Let’s drink! 

To crazy nights we raised the roof 
Amazing orgies of our youth 
To God, the devil, wit and truth 
Let’s drink! 

We’ll get the future we deserve 
Wine numbs the mem’ry,and preserves 
Arouses senses, vigour, nerve 
So friends let’s drink! 

Let’s leave the sad days to the damned 
And paint the town to beat the band 
Defy cirrhosis, glass in hand 
Let’s drink! 

To models freezing for art’s sake 
To all our loves, sincere or fake 
To all the cuckolds that we’ll make 
Let’s drink! 

To bankers worried for our stocks 
To troubled parents, and de-tox 
To perfumed pleasure and the pox 
Let’s drink! 

Who gives a shit what people think 
Their double-standard morals stink 
Let’s live as though we’re on the brink 
Of death, let’s drink! 
Let’s live as though we’re on the brink 
And let’s drink!