Old man sitting by the bar Wondering where life went and where his memories are Bar keep, I'm finished, pour me another Guinness With God as my witness, I made this place what it is A toast to the sinners and all life's anti-winners The low-lifes, the drinkers The rebels, the over-thinkers Where the graves end Where the graves end Where the graves end Take a bow, there's nothing I can do to stop this now Where the graves end Where the graves end Now my life is turned upside down I used to be somebody in this town Drinking with his picture upon the wall Not the man he once was, this old decrepit fool Scumbags in the alleys, rapscallions in the street A ritual for a Saturday, our Wembley in Northfleet There's devils in the darkness, not a moment I repent cause' This is my silent descent