Well barrick one, goes down real quick
Pour it out, two litres gone
I got more to go, but sober still
Keep drinking on to drunken thrills
Well barrick two, I'm getting there
Sober still but less aware
Four litres drunk, and now i'm drunk
That is all that I want
Well barrick three, my speech is slurred
This cider's got my vision blurred
I'm singing loud, i'm feeling free
And soon i'll lose my memory
Well barrick four, is lying full
Six litres drunk, and i'm fading fast
I can't drink no more I can't drink no more
Cuz I passed out, on a cold hard floor