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Saturday night I'm a sickening sight
And the bartender's ringing the bell
I was down on my luck but I find my last buck
Got enough for another- they say "Go to hell"
Am I going insane?
I just want to go home, God I'm sorry I came
So I fall through the door, nearly crash through the floor
And my heads in a roar, I'll be lucky if I make it
CHORUS:
Up the hill
Saturday night I've been downing the swill
And it's up the hill
Up the hill!
Up the Hill
Saturday night I've been downing the swill
And it's up the hill
up the hill!
Out on my own now I'm stumbling home
And I amble and stagger and sway
I'm tripping on nothing and sliding on ice
And I feel the last threads of my life giving way
Am I going insane?
Should have taken a cab, could have saved me the pain
I'm stupid and sore and I cry with a roar
"I won't drink anymore,"
God I'm praying that I make it up the hill
(CHORUS)
The words of that song
Go 'round in my head
So I'm crawling along
They might as well leave me for dead
As i go up the hill
(CHORUS)
(Really long instrumental)
The last thing I recall is one hell of a fall
And a crack that did spell certain peril
The lights fade in the din, Christ I'm going in
Like the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald
AHHHH!
The words of that song
Go 'round in my head
So I'm crawling along
They might as well leave me for dead
As i go up the hill
