Temporary Bachelor Does Mundane Things

This feels like I'm drowning in my own head
Get a shaky feeling then the feeling's already dead

I walk around cross-eyed for half of the day (hey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
I run into the walls and call another vieux carré

So stir me up another Luxardo in the middle
Till I no longer feel a thing

Stuck in a rye sundown
Operating till I'm losing my mind
My dearest benedictine:
I'm old-fashioned guy till they throw me away

This feels like I'm drowning in a shrunken skull
Started with a shaky feeling, now it's already dull

I walk around cross-eyed for half of the day (hey-еy, hey-ey-ey-еy)
I stumble into church and call another hurricane

So shake me up another painkiller in the middle
Till I no longer feel my legs

Stuck in a Mai Tai sundown
Operating 'til I'm losing my mind
They'll turn us into zombies, take us to Bali Bali
Then throw us away

Then they'll throw us away
They'll throw us away