Moment of Clarity

As I'm getting older, I've starting thinking
I'd struggle to live without drinking
Beer or vodka, whiskey or wine
Don’t really matter, one more before time.

I’m a social drinker; I only drink with friends,
But we start on a Friday and we go all weekend
We do stupid things, generally act like prats
Play childish games, treat women like doormats.

I was 14 and my first drink was cider
Ever since then my tastes have grown wider
Cocktails, baileys, Guinness and gin
There aren't many pubs I haven’t been in

I know it’s not good, it’s affecting my health
It’s ruining my looks and denting my wealth
I’ve got a beer belly, its getting harder to pull,
When I get fucking battered and act like a fool.

Sick in the toilets, fall asleep at the bar
Wake up on the bonnet of the neighbour’s car
I try not to do it, but my mates egg me on,
It starts with one pint, six later I’m gone.

The older I get, it feels more like a curse
Hung-over so bad, id rather be in a hearse
If I keep this shit up my wish will come true
I´ll be 6ft under and probably forgotten too.

Or worse still only remembered for my drunken antics,
instead of a man who want kids and grandkids.
I think its time to grow up, go easy on the booze,
coz If I carry on it´s only me that will lose.

So I´ve decided to calm it, if you will, choose life
in the hope that one day I´ll find me a wife,
settle down, have kids and wont have to think
about a life nearly spoiled because of the drink.