Pub Crawl

I've been feeling disconnected From the town where I come from I spend my whole life chasing a fantasy I spend my whole life on the run Every year we make a promise Same time, same place All the old friends are back in town And we say a grace Heavenly Father We wanna thank you Bless us these thy gifts that we receive Heavenly Father Please forgive us They call it a pub crawl 'Cause the night will bring us to our knees Around 5 PM there's eleven of us Throwin' credit cards into a at We pull them out like a lottery And we see who picks up the tab We'll have a drink and get on to the next It's a marathon and it's a sprint Maria's dancin' around and she's singing Mariah Getting kicked out of bar number six Heavenly Father Can I call you daddy? Can you take me to the promised land tonight?