Lyrics:

We were drinking like the Irish
But we were drinking scotch
Bartender turns on a movie
Everybody turned to watch
And every single eye was gleaming
When they reached the final scene
Well, at least mine did
Here's looking at you, kid

You know it's a mad mission
Under difficult conditions
Not everybody makes it to the loving cup
It's a mad mission
But I got the ambition
Mad, mad mission, sign me up

I think I've seen the look before
Yes, it's kind of non-committal
It says come hither, baby
But then he's hard wood to whittle
It says it don't mean a thing
But still somehow it does
He'd like you to join the club that likes to say
There's no such thing as love

It's a mad mission
Under difficult conditions
Not everybody makes it to the loving cup
It's a mad mission
But I got the ambition
Mad, mad mission, sign me up

Sometimes you find yourself flying low at night
Flying blind and looking for any sign of light
You're cold and scared and all alone
You'd do anything just to make it home

It's a mad mission
Under difficult conditions
Not everybody makes it to the loving cup
It's a mad mission
But I got the ambition
Mad, mad mission, sign me up
Sign me up