Gone and f*cked my head again, and I've been out since ten
Double vodka with cigarettes, been up the club again
And it's kicking of at 3, that's when I start to breathe
And I pull up at Oak Road, that's when you're not going home
And I pray, we'll stay this way, drink till the bitter end
And I hope, Oak Road, will be open again
And I pray, we'll stay this way, drink till the bitter end
And I hope, Oak Road, will be open again
Another restless night at Ted's, ain't been asleep again
In the kitchen talking shit, can't get enough of it
And the same old story's told, over and over again
Sending Bleddyn up the shops at 8 o'clock, to get us some drink
And I pray we'll stay this way, drink till the bitter end
And I hope, Oak Road, will be open again
And I pray we'll stay this way, drink till the bitter end
And I hope, Oak Road, will be open again
Cause little legs had enough of it, whenWickens was just talking shit
Teds stressed out, that's no doubt
My mothers on the phone, when are you gone coming home, please let me know now, let me know
And I pray we'll stay this way, drink till the bitter end
And I hope, Oak Road, will be open again
And I pray we'll stay this way, drink till the bitter end
And I hope, Oak Road, will be open again
And I pray we'll stay this way, drink till the bitter end
And I hope, Oak Road, will be open again