I woke up late this morning

I pulled myself right out of bed.

Right outside my window,

The rain was fallin' hot as lead.

So I drank a pint of rum,

'Till rushed up to the top of my head.

Then lookin' kinda pale,

I drank a glass of ale again.



Lift a toast to the past,

Drink to the future at last.

Then fill another glass,

'Cause it's comin' up much too fast.



Now runnin' through the streets,

Lookin' for some hospitality.

I found the nearest inn,

Asn I had a fifth of gin sent to me.

When I saw a small dispute,

Over girls of ill repute, naturally.

Then the lights went out,

And I took a subtle hint to leave.



Lift a toast to the past,

Drink to the future at last,

Then fill another glass,

'Cause it's comin' up much too fast.



Chorus:

Can you feel it, Can you feel it at all?

Can you feel it, Can you feel it at all?



Sittin' on a fence,

Breaking your defense for affection.

Watchin' every move,

Though you haven't got a clue or suspicion.

You know you're looking fine,

But you're thinkin' there's some kind of connection.

You're asking is that all,

Lookin' through a crystal ball for direction.



Lift a toast to the past,

Drink to the future at last.

Then fill another glass,

'Cause it's comin' on much too fast.



Solo



Chorus:

Can you feel it, can you feel it at all.

Can you feel it, can you feel it at all.

(Repeat & fade)








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