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.