The Young Livers Rule the Bar Tonight

I want to be late for work tomorrow. I want to wake up feeling like I'm too drunk to drive. I want rock 'n' roll, and I want it now. I want drunken debauchery. I need a numb face. I want to feel like my brain is floating around in my skull. I crave the sweet bitterness of Jameson Irish whiskey. I want to wake up not knowing what I did last night.