Hey Mr Barman, why'd you pour me a cup to pass in front of me

Hey Spinster, why'd you weave me a carpet of disillusionment

Hey Merchant, why'd you sell me a clock that don't tick no more

Hey Blacksmith, you've gone and beat me a blade to cut myself with

I'll weald this blade,

I'll fly this carpet,

I'll drink to life,

and fill this cup again

Hey Mr Barman you better make it a double, Destiny on the Rocks please

Hey Spinster, you better pack your jersey, it's gonna be cold up there

Hey Merchant, put down your suitcase and join me at the bar

Hey Blacksmith, you better put a handle on that thing 'cause I'm gonna have to hold on real tight..

I'll weald this blade,

I'll fly this carpet,

I'll drink to life,

fill this cup again