Step by step,
Barf by barf,
Left, right, left,
I go fall down,

Step by step,
Barf by barf,
Left, right, left,
I go fall down,
I'm hungover,
I need to get,
Home to rest,
Keep walking,
The struggle wages on,
I'm hungover,

I'm supposed to be the squirrel that's always good to his girl,
Even though would rather drink than anything else in the world,
I ain't never supposed to show it,
My Berri ain't supposed to know it,
Even if it means going all in with all my friends,
Yes, I won the battle but I feel kind of drowzee,
Now, go to bed, I have to,
I'll gono, wait a sec, that's the bathroom,
I might need someone to lead me but finally I'm outside and,
I threw up next to a monk, I was beside him,
My feeling, I tried to squash it,
It's just too late to stop it,
There's a certain limit you don't drink and I just crossed it,
But at the same time that I moved out into the world and I lost it,
Something was happening back at the castle far more heartless,
The Panther King was sitting upon his throne and getting thirsty,
So a weasel poured him some milk and cowered, begged for mercy,
Because when the King set the cup down on the table, it fell and shattered,
He looked around at his servants while their teeth chattered,
It was never his object for his milk to get spilled,
Now, someone bring the duct tape before you get killed,
Now back to me, Conker,
I am off lost in the woods,
Up at the sign post, one way's nasty and one's good,
Now, I couldn't read it, my instincts told me I'm dead,
I just want to get home so I could climb into my bed,
If Berri doesn't kick me out,
Wait a sec, there's a noise behind me,
Turn around,
Nothing there, but it sounded like the whispering and buzzes of bees,
But there's nothing I can see,
Oh well, I guess I'll proceed,
I really feel bad, screw it, I understand,
When I woke up,
My head hurt whenever I try to spoke up,
I can tell now that it's going to be one of those days, cuz,

Step by step,
Barf by barf,
Left, right, left,
I go fall down,
I'm hungover,
I need to get,
Home to rest,
Keep walking,
The struggle wages on,
I'm hungover,

There used to be a time when,
You buy beer for a dime and,
And you wouldn't have to worry about, the next day, hurtin, cryin,
But that time is hella faded,
‘Cuz when you drink like I've been drunk this mess gets elevated,
It ain't worth it, now is it?
So now, where am I? It looks like some weird garden,
There's a scarecrow inside, let's try to get around to him,
Turns out his name was Birdy, wasn't looking very sturdy,
I asked if he could help me, he answered with Context Sensitive,
I stepped up, pressed B, and pulled some Alca-Seltzer,
Oh, and, press L to skip these cutscenes if you've seen ‘em before, ever,
Meanwhile my senses,
Are back, I can finally see and smell ‘gain,
Now I can swim to the waterfall and up above,
But I don't think I can jump that high, if only I could hov-,
Oh yeah, I remember, tap A twice to jump over,
Extended distances,
As long as I'm not missin' this,
I should be able to make it, there's a door up there, I'll take it,
Darn, it's locked, and some gargoyle's got a grudge against me for nothin'?
Well, screw it, that stone-slab git can get it too, screw this all,
And I'm too busy being pissed off, I don't stop to think,
About how I'm going to run and catch this darn fast key,
But, wait, something comes to mind,
Which is fine,
It ain't like I was making very good time,
I was wondering what that was in my pocket, next to the Cheez Grinds,
Well, call me a flying man,
I have a frying pan,
I think I have a plan,
I can now get past that gothic slab,
He wouldn't let me before; he has just got comfy,
But now I present a tangible reason to support me,
I smacked him with my pan and he laughed and called me stupid,
But he fell head over heels like he was shot by B. Cupid,
And a giant rock fell over the entrance / exit,
But I've got dynamite and a plunger so I think that I can save it,
I can finally get home to sleep like I was murda'd,
I'm glad this day's over, it's not going any further,
So I put away my dynamite and backed off the B button,
And I followed the dancing flowers and smell danger all the sudden,
I just hope it's the alcohol talkin',
‘Cuz, frankly, I'm sick of walkin',
And I'm not gonna let myself get any more exhausted because,

Step by step,
Barf by barf,
Left, right, left,
I go fall down,
I'm hungover,
I need to get,
Home to rest,
Keep walking,
The struggle wages on,
I'm hungover.