Rum thunderbird

Chorus
Rum, thunderbird wine and coke
Snakebite and skunk, a snort and a smoke.
I'm wrecked in the bedroom and ready to hurl,
That's the most natural thing in the world
(that's the most natural thing in the world)

I get up each morning at twenty to seven
I work till it's way after five
Yes sir and no sir, i'm mister control sir
I do what I need to survive.
I go out each evening get drunk with my buddies
Crawl back in the dead of night
Lying in bed when i'm out of my head
I can feel what I need deep inside

Chorus

Flying with ease for a toke on the grass
On a weekend my best friend and I 
Are smoking and drinking
And both of us thinking
The things we all think when we're high
The ceiling is reeling
I know how you're feeling
About to crash out for the night,.
If we became closer
Well no-one would know
So roll over and switch out the light

Chorus
Repeat ad infinitum

Salvaged from a bin at the gathering 1096, within the irish songbook