23 Beers

She gropes the midget’s dick with her lobster claw
The Devil disappeared into the monster’s maw
A damsel in distress bisected with a saw
I only thought I was a seer, but now I’ve seen it all
Now I lay me down to sleep, cork high and a bottle deep
Squiffed to the sea wall, three sheets to the wind
Twenty-three beers and a bottle of gin
The bearded lady beckons to her billy goats
You musn’t be afeared because down here we float
Jesus weeps a sea when The Devil gloats
Ophelia will surface when at last she bloats
Oh, now I lay me down to sleep, cork high and a bottle deep
Squiffed to the sea wall, three sheets to the wind
Twenty-three beers and a bottle of gin
He flinched and flicked his wits into the ashtray heart
The world war is over with before it starts
The horses can’t go forward if they’re behind the cart
The web the spider spins is a work of art
Now I lay me down to sleep, cork high and a bottle deep
Squiffed to the sea wall, three sheets to the wind
Twenty-three beers and a bottle of gin
Now I lay me down to sleep, cork high and a bottle deep
Squiffed to the sea wall, three sheets to the wind
Twenty-three beers and a bottle of gin
Twenty-three beers and a bottle of gin