Lyrics

Kicking In

What the hell you drinking, Jonny?
What the hell you drinking?
What the hell you drinking, Jonny?
What the hell you drinking?

Son of a gun
Stop thinking
Do that afterwards
Get on the rum
We’re drinking
With you after work

Then we shake shake
When it gets to morning
And the fear starts kicking in.
And your brave face
It ain’t fooling no-one
‘til the booze starts kicking
The booze starts kicking in

Get on the shots, don’t
Tomorrows just a word
Come back when you’ve got less time
Come find me afterwards

Then we shake shake
When it gets to morning
And the fear starts kicking in.
And your brave face
You ain’t fooling no-one
‘til the booze starts kicking in



A couple of grams, no plans
Just love the afterburn
You’re shouting again my friend
How ‘bout I take a turn

Then we shake shake
When it gets to morning
And the fear starts kicking in.
And your brave face
Ain’t fooling no-one
‘til the booze starts kicking
The booze starts kicking in


What the hell you drinking, Johnny?
What the hell you drinking?
What the hell you drinking, Johnny?
What the hell you drinking?

Solo

Then we shake shake
When it gets to morning
And the fear starts kicking in.
And your brave face
Ain’t fooling no-one
‘til the booze starts kicking
The booze starts kicking in

What the hell you drinking Johnny?
What the hell you drinking?

We were always drinking Johnny.
We were always drinking.

We were always drinking Johnny.
We were always drinking.