Thursday, 8 March 2012

too drunk to die


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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