Karaoké Home for a Rest Spirit of the West

You'll have to excuse me

I'm not at my best

I've been gone for a month

I've been drunk since I left

These so-called vacations will soon be my death

I'm so sick from the drink

I need home for a rest

We arrived in December and London was cold

We stayed in the bars along Charing Cross Road

We never saw nothin' but brass taps and oak

Kept a shine on the bar with the sleeves of our coats

You'll have to excuse me

I'm not at my best

I've been gone for a week

I've been drunk since I left

And these so-called vacations will soon be my death

I'm so sick from the drink

I need home for a rest

Take me home

Euston Station

The train journey North

In the buffet car we lurched back and forth

Past old crooked dykes through Yorkshire's green fields

We were flung into dance as the train jigged and reeled

You'll have to excuse me

I'm not at my best

I've been gone for a week

I've been drunk since I left

And these so-called vacations will soon be my death

I'm so sick from the drink

I need home for a rest

Take me home

By the light of the moon she'd drift through the streets

A rare old perfume

So seductive and sweet

She'd tease us and flirt as the pubs all closed down

Then walk us on home and deny us a round

You'll have to excuse me

I'm not at my best

I've been gone for a month

I've been drunk since I left

And these so-called vacations will soon be my death

I'm so sick from the drink

I need home for a rest

Take me home

Yeah

The gas heater's empty

It's damp as a tomb

The spirits we drank are now ghosts in the room

I'm knackered again

Come on sleep take me soon

And don't lift up my head 'till the twelve bells at noon

You'll have to excuse me

I'm not at my best

I've been gone for a month

I've been drunk since I left

And these so-called vacations will soon be my death

I'm so sick from the drink

I need home for a rest

Take me home