Hacky's Wine Bar

Feeling low and tired of giving
I must go where my sins are forgiven
Overweight, spaced-out and under-nourished
There's a place where such things are encouraged
The blue neon sign may not look appealing
And when it rains it drips through the ceiling
No colour bar in the bar of no colours
All jokes are told at the expense of others
Down at Hacky's wine bar
Down at Hacky's wine bar
Down at Hacky's wine bar
Where men are men and they don't do the dishes
Except the ones estranged from the missus
Girls are respected but not just for their intellect
The proprietor bar appreciates a show of leg
The mountain men's movement goes unacknowledged
And there's no need to display your social conscience
Just like things ride enjoy the moment
Do what you want your secrets are sacrosanct
Down at Hacky's wine bar
Down at Hacky's wine bar
Down at Hacky's wine bar
There are times when things get frightening
When the wife finds out you've been two timing
And the boss says there's lay offs in the pipeline
You feel the noose of life getting tighter
There are times when you need to let things go
Tell the world exactly what it needs to know
Stare at the ceiling or at the ground
Do what you want, you can fool around