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