ON THE POURIN' GIN OF SPECIES
     
    profanity has reached a peak
    and everyone's complaining that everyone's dumb.
    all lovey-dovey, does it make you feel weak?
    when clobbering equations ol' professor got rum.
     
    time for organizing insights
    and lollygagging reverie, the paddy wagons come.
    survival of the drunkest,
    scandalous erectus; and the missing drink's done.
     
    jolly happy boozey
    mellow blue bent
    jagged wet whipped
    loopy cut tight
     
    oiled and boiled
    busted and boxed
    piped and potted
    clobbered and shot
     
    shred the 21st Amendment
    and bury back the fossils; we can dig 'em up again.
    yeasty beast blasphemy ferments,
    and with a twist you'll learn to love the taste of gin.
     
    time to leverage the beverage
    and the boozehound car wreck turn-on, feeling no pain.
    cosmic rays and kickin' kegs,
    duh drunk and disorderly DNA mutation.