The
man sits
In
the San Choon coffee shop
Alone
or with friends
On
the table bottles of beer
Old
age has caught up with him
The
life must be ups and downs
The
life vices he can't forget
The
bottles of beer on the table
He
knows he can't drink many
With
friends he will know no bounds
He
thinks he can still hold his bottles
Time
and age has caught up with him
Many
bottles he has consumed
When
he is out he just closed his eyes
He
can't say much now
He
is totally knocked out
His
friends will call his family members
For
a while he will stay put on his chair
The
world can spin all night long
He
can't understand what's all about
The
vices of habits
Even
old age can't pull him back
The
bottles on the table
The
life has to move on
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