"It's just my alcoholic mind!"

Church Street it is, park my bike.
Alcohol is what I need.

Holding a bottle I walk, I walk and walk.
My bottle's empty, what do I do??
Just realized i've reached brigade fuel and not drunk yet.

Rum is what I buy, i know im mixing but ohh hell ya,
alcohol is what I need and I'll be numb in a bit.

Then tomorrow comes, I walk again.
Church Street it is, troubled I am!
What do I need?? My feet are sore, im walking again.
I think to myself what is it??