Monday is for drinking to the seldom seen kid

I’ve been working on a cocktail called Grounds For Divorce,

and polishing a compass that I hold in my sleep,

Doubt comes in on sticks, but then he kicks like a horse,
There’s a Chinese cigarette case and the rest you can keep

There’s a hole in my neighbourhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There’s a hole in my neighbourhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall

Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid
(Ooh, ooh)

There’s a¬†whispering of jokers doing Flesh by the Pound
To a chorus of supposes from the little town hoods
There’ll be twisted karaoke at the Aniseed Lounge
And I’d bring you further roses but it does you no good
And it does me no good
And it does you no good

There’s a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall

Someday we’ll be drinking with the seldom seen kid