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.