Two men were blown to shore
One was drunk, the other was bored
Two men adrift at sea
One was you, the other was me
When a bottle of vodka becomes reality
Two fists across my face
Telling me you believe in hate
Two are these eyes of mine
Telling me I'd rather be blind
When a bottle of vodka becomes reality
Two
Two
The boy I was, the man I am
Can't believe the things I have planned
I'll catch the train to Timbuktu
Won't believe the things I will do
'Cause a bottle of vodka becomes reality
Two
Two
Two
Two
Ah, right