bender

there are dark clouds     brewing in my teacup       and I’m ready for my bug juice      god’s own brand    liquid fire    destroyer of men     I’ll drag the low end later       but right now I’m thirsty     and it’s just my style       to lose my composure       go out on the razzle    and drink myself sober        I’ll get my jollies       in a drunken stupor       and who knows    I might even get my leg over        so c’mon let’s spill some liquor      we’ll have ourselves    a wicked old session      raise your glass      and loosen your tongue      coz I feel a bender coming on