This
pig means money
The
end is nigh
Is
that a hand grenade in your pocket
Or
are you just gonna teach me
how
to love the motherland?
I'm
too drunk to sodya
I'm
too drunk to lie
I'm
too drunk to ponder
the
quintessential conundrums of deliverance Lord
And
I'm too drunk to die
I'm
too drunk to breathe
And
I'm too drunk to walk
I'm
too drunk to negotiate
a
$50,000,000,000 oil deal dear God
Because
I'm too drunk to talk
Eviscerate
me henceforth
I
don't know I'm born
You
can throw me like a worm from the pier
I
won't even notice if you shoot me down at dawn
Stab
me with a pitch fork
I
only bleed beer
How
you gonna kill a man
Who
is neither there nor here?
I'm
too drunk to notice
Too
drunk to get lost
I'm
too drunk to take an examination
on
certain aspects of quantum physics
I'm
too drunk to count the cost
I'm
so drunk I'm sober
Possessed
by my own ghost
I'm
too drunk to fall over
If I
drink any more I'll develop a coast
You
can beat me up with paddles
Chop
me into bits
Put
cyanide in my sausage
Or
toast me black on spits
You
can cut out my tongue boy
I
wish you would try
Where's
your liver when you need it?
Here's
blood in your eye
Put some liniment in my pink gin bitch
Where's
all the fun gone?
I'm
too drunk to die
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