I walked on my hands but my head filled with blood,
And my palms were all scabby and covered in mud,
And I bumped into things, as I walked back to front,
I must be a bit of a cunt.
I walked on my hands but my head went all funny
My pockets tipped up and I lost all my money
I bit off my tongue as I ran for the bus
And now I am covered in pus.
I walked on my hands but my head felt all queer
I couldn't sit down and kept dropping my beer
And after a while I just thought 'sod this'
I was sick of drinking piss.