I know the drunken sings the songs of desperation But, he was not singing Just spitting filthy words on his betterhalf Drunken, people call him a good actor when he is in the zenith But, he was not acting Just hitting her with what his arms picked up Drunken, ultimately I find him fainted But, he was not fainted Still hitting her and she laments, runs and laments And he, is not singing or acting Seeking for something to hit her again and again