I woke up late this morning   I pulled myself right out of bed.   Right outside my window,   The rain was fallin' hot as lead.   So I drank a pint of rum,   'Till rushed up to the top of my head.   Then lookin' kinda pale,   I drank a glass of ale again.      Lift a toast to the past,   Drink to the future at last.   Then fill another glass,   'Cause it's comin' up much too fast.      Now runnin' through the streets,   Lookin' for some hospitality.   I found the nearest inn,   Asn I had a fifth of gin sent to me.   When I saw a small dispute,   Over girls of ill repute, naturally.   Then the lights went out,   And I took a subtle hint to leave.      Lift a toast to the past,   Drink to the future at last,   Then fill another glass,   'Cause it's comin' up much too fast.      Chorus:   Can you feel it, Can you feel it at all?   Can you feel it, Can you feel it at all?      Sittin' on a fence,   Breaking your defense for affection.   Watchin' every move,   Though you haven't got a clue or suspicion.   You know you're looking fine,   But you're thinkin' there's some kind of connection.   You're asking is that all,   Lookin' through a crystal ball for direction.      Lift a toast to the past,   Drink to the future at last.   Then fill another glass,   'Cause it's comin' on much too fast.      Solo      Chorus:   Can you feel it, can you feel it at all.   Can you feel it, can you feel it at all.   (Repeat & fade)