Well barrick 1 goes down real quick
Pour it out 2 litres gone
Got more to go, but sober still
Keep drinking on to drunken thrills
Well barrick 2 I'm getting there
Sober still but less aware
4 litres drunk, and now I'm drunk
That is all that I want
Well barrick 3 my speech is slurred
This cider's got my vision blurred
I'm singing loud, I'm feeling free
And soon I'll lose my memory
Well barrick 4 is lying full
6 litres drunk I'm fading fast
Can't drink no more, can't drink no more
I'm passed out on a cold hard floor