got a big old bottle of vodka
going to drink the whole thing down
take this petrol and these matches
burn this house right to the ground
and as the planes reach up into the star filled southern sky
you know I meant to spare you a thought for you but it just plain slipped my mind

but it felt alright
it felt alright

take the late train into london
cos I know some people there
who offer open invitations
sleeping bags that they keep spare
as I step up onto the platform i'm too drunk to read the signs
and though I don't know where I'm going
I don't pay it any mind


I just walk all night
I walk all night

I'm as dizzy as a pinball
as I'm bouncing off the cars
I guess I handed over destiny to the mercy of the bar
and the people that i'm talking to don't hear a word I say
and the girls don't want my loving but their going to get it anyway

and they cry all night
they cry all night

so I got into a fistfight with the owner of the place
he said he didn't like my tone
I threw my drink into his face
then i taught that man a lesson it's a hard lesson to learn
I struck another match, stood back and watched that building burn

and it burned all night
it burned all night

i can handle anything
with these matches and a drink
i'm alright
behind this artificial grin
there's an anger deep within
it's burning bright

and it burns all night
it burns all night
yes I'm alright
yes I'm alright