Drink and slow living are Still kind of giving me Hangovers without a hope So I jumped in the Clyde And watched my love die And floated away on a boat Why can't you see that I'm down On the ground and I still Want to give you all I've got. Drink and religion are still kind Of giving me hangovers without hope So I jump in the Clyde And watch my love die And float away on a boat. Why can't you see that I'm down On the ground and I still Want to give you all I got.