As they say, drunk words are sober thoughts. So no, unwise.

The phone rings, it's early, it's seven o'clock He says "Sorry I woke you, but I just had to talk" You know last night, remember when I tried to choke you I didn't mean it, I was drunk, it was only a joke

You should know that by now When the chequered flag comes down No one, no one, no one has won the race

The next night he's over and over and under And after he's finished she lies there and wonders Just why does she need him and why does she stay here? And then in the darkness she'll quietly say "Dear"

You've never really known That when the white flag is flown No one, no one, no one has won the war

They're complicated people leading complicated lives And he complicates their problems telling complicated lies He tells her he's sorry, she tells him it's over He tells her he's sorry, she says over and over

You've never really known That when the white flag is flown No one, no one, no one has won the war

There goes a forest and there goes a bluebird There goes a partridge and there goes a go train There goes an angel and there goes a steeple There goes a cop car and there goes an eagle

There goes a raven and there go the ribbons There goes a raven and there go the ribbons There goes a raven and there go the ribbons The ribbons the ribbons, the ribbons of the flag

Of the flag Of the flag Of the flag ...

https://youtu.be/Avryva-rFzQ

Mmm, no. Very unwise.

Sometimes I make bad decisions, but don't blame that on me, blame bad-decisions-me. Everything I do is a good decision, after all!

Jerry was a race car driver.
22 years old.
Had one too many cold beers one night-
And wrapped himself around a telephone pole.

That motherfucker just makes boozy brunch plans for me after he finishes all my liquor. He gets to come out earlier and earlier. His decisions are my decisions insofar as I am responsible for his actions and have to support his lifestyle. But I am in effect his chauffeur.

Mmm very wise.