10 minutes flat after the day at the factory.

I'm drinking like a dog in the sun

I don't need to eat, or sleep a wink at the weekend.

Just rot my guts

CHORUS

I can't wait for my next drink.

The first one has gonna sink

I'm the last of the big time drinkers

I take pride in my work

I'm the last of the big time drinkers

My beer don't taste the same without my name painted on my glass.

I don't live to work, I work to live,

and live at the weekend

and maybe spend a week in the sun

I come home wet the bed,

throw my sheets out the window

and Sunday morning comes and

REPEAT CHORUS

I can't wait for my next drink

The first one it's gonna sink

I'm the last of the big time drinkers

I take pride in my work

I'm the last of the big time drinkers

Just give me the hops or the slops

I'm the last of the big time drinkers