Never leaving this couch, never drinking againTill Saturday night, they'll never mind what I say*, it's good to be aliveThere'll be bloodshot eyes, there'll be too little sleepI'll be up all night with a modern face*, it's good to be aliveMight feel a little sorry tomorrowBut if I left now I'd regret it more though*, it's good to see the hole in the roof at the Curtin HotelWhere you swang from the heater to both of your fell*, it's good*, it's good to be alive*, it's good to be aliveAnd we sang karaoke like a prayer out of tuneAnd we drank all the cocktails you spiked with a mushroom*, it's good to be aliveMight feel a little sorry tomorrowBut if I left now I'd regret it more though*, it's good to be aliveTo be in love, to be inspiredTo be with you, to be aliveTo be in love, to be inspiredTo be with you, to be aliveMight feel a little sorry tomorrowBut if I left now I'd regret it more though*, it's good to be alive*, it's good to be alive*, it's good to be aliveTo be in love, to be inspiredTo be with you, to be aliveTo be in love, to be inspiredTo be with you, to be aliveTo be in love, to be inspiredYou should be alive, never leaving this couchNever drinking again, till Saturday nightNever mind