Phone call brings him out of bed
He doesn’t even know why he goes out
Friends welcome him with open arms
If I’m drunk, I feel the night has been a success
He’s been there for 20 minutes in a week
Why sleep when you can drink?
But when the other side of the phone beckons him, he adheres
He’s tired and sick, but at least he’ll be drunk soon
Before he knows it, his hands hold a beer and a joint
And he’s running along a road of routine