Ahhhh

(whistling)

To all those people living in their flats not so pristine
Who look up from the alleyways at the sky that we've both seen
For some I now they see it from a different point of view
The red doors painted black the sky is grey not baby blue

So lighten up have a cup of my happy golden drink
It will taste strong to begin with, but you'll get used to it I think
It'll wash away your sorrows and soak up your concern
Only trouble when you wake up… not a single tables turned

But it's alright…. it's alright…. it's alright….

(whistling)

So if you're a bit unhappy or you're slightly depressed
Just humble on to this song I wrote, relieve some of your stress
Cause when I sing the Chorus there's one thing I know for sure
A nice clean shot of whiskey is my recommended cure

So lighten up have a cup of my happy golden drink
It will taste strong to begin with, but you'll get used to it I think
It'll wash away your sorrows and soak up your concern
Only problem when you wake up… not a single tables turned
But it's alright…. it's alright… it's alright..
It's alright…. It's alright…. it's alright….

So lighten up have a cup of my happy golden drink
It will taste strong to begin with, but you'll get used to it I think
It'll wash away your sorrows and soak up your concern
Only problem when you wake up… not a single tables turned

So lighten up have a cup of my happy golden drink
It will taste strong to begin with but, you'll get used to it I think
It'll wash away your sorrows and soak up your concern
Only problem when you wake up… not a single tables turned