Drink and slow living are still kind of Giving me hangovers without a hope So I jumped in the Clyde and watched my love die And floated away on a boat Why can't you see that I'm down on the ground And I still want to give you all I've got Drink and religion are still kind of Giving me hangovers without hope So I jump in the Clyde and watch my love die And float away on a boat Why can't you see that I'm down on the ground And I still want to give you all I've got