作词 : Perry
Caught in a revolving door, and my lungs are suffocating 
Working hard is my reward and my job is so frustrating 
I'm a martyr to myself and a hero to my family 
I can feel a breaking point, a longing to be free 
But instead 
I'll hang in there and suffer with the rest 
I'm a drunk and a sentimental man, so - 
Dust us off a bottle of your best 
Irish whiskey and drink with me 
To departed friends, to departed friends 
In the middle of the night 
I wake up, my heart is pounding 
I expected more from life than a house and 
TV watching '
Cause I wimped out on myself, take it out on my friends and family '
Cause they don't appreciate 
I sacrificed my dreams 
But instead 
I'll hang in there and suffer with the rest 
I'm a drunk and a sentimental man, so - 
Dust us off a bottle of your best 
Irish whiskey and drink with me 
To departed friends, to departed friends... 
Departed! [Soul Caddy version: Friends don't need one ounce of style Friends lose teeth but not their smile Friends call just to say hello Friends hold on and don't let go] 
Hey there guys, 
I'm not the enemy 
It's just shared frustration that makes us fight 
It's a long way to [****in'] drive to not make any money 
Merry Christmas - at least we gotta try 
But instead 
I'll hang in there and suffer with the rest 
I'm a drunk and a sentimental man, so - 
Dust us off a bottle of your best 
Irish whiskey and drink with me 
To departed friends, to departed friends...