Laying down in this Mysian bar
That last tequila hit me like a cart
I've got the 1st of Ero morning blues
Can't even focus on my own tattoos

I had a fight with this Hashan guy
I saw him give my little girl the eye
While he was trying hard to be so cool
So I hit him with a stool!

Every year I get to do the same
I meet the boys and we go off plane
We like to sing and shout out "here we go"
'Cos they're the only words that we all know

We've got the loudest shirts you've ever seen
We're gonna take the beaches like a team
We've got so many Shallam Slammers to drink
Enough to float a ship

This morning I woke up seeing stars
Favian dragged me screaming out of the bar
I don't remember what it was I did
But I've got this drummer banging in my head

I've got to get out and get back on plane
But next year I'll be back again
I'll be drinking for the CIJ
If they let me stay!


Penned by my hand on the 21st of Sarapin, in the year 435 AF.