I'm putting the bottle down, it must be Monday
I woke up in the lost and found, but no one claimed me
And clearly I was sleepy, so I slept
Memory won't come back, what does is hazy
Like a train run off the track, I'm going crazy
With spits and swears, stumbled stairs, and snacks
Lazy eyes makes his morning coffee a little sloppy
A little naughty, double double double, I'm high
Dozens of free concerts, downtown chaos
Drinking whisky until it hurts, with cops around us
I am having a blast at these Olympic games
Canada won the gold, thank you Sidney
Now it's time to hit the road, let's go to Granville
And high-five a hundred thousand Canadians
Lazy eves shows up late for worky
Double brushing doesn't get the whisky out