I work all the week
Get crazy when the friday comes
I go running for a bar
The bartender is happy,'cause he knows that with me he will earn money

Cup comes, and cup go, you conscience goes too

I only get out of here when beer ends
Or when the bar close off
Who knows if somebody carry me away

Cup comes, and cup go, you conscience goes too
And when you will understand, that the death is on your side while you get drunk?

you conscience goes too
you conscience goes too

goes too
goes too