A Drinking Song The Divine Comedy

[Verse 1]
Back at the house, a bottle is found
And opened in honour of those who have drowned
While we who have not are stricken with guilt
And dutifully see that not one drop is spilt
We're drinking to life, we're drinking to death
We're drinking 'til none of our livers are left
We're wending our way down to the spirit store
We'll drink 'til we just can't drink anymore

[Chorus]
Raise your glasses high
Drink the cellar dry

[Verse 2]
Well, bloody my nose and blacken my eye
If it ain't some young Turk in search of a fight
And Chanticleer's chest is sagging with pride
For honour has yet to be satisfied
Well, heaven be thanked we live in an age
When no man need bother except on the stage
With 'Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori'
And definitely not tonight

[Bridge]
I can still remember
When I was just a kid
I was free to do what I wanted to
But I never, ever did
So now with years of discretion reached
May we not forget
Liberté, Egalité, Fraternité
For there's life in the old world yet