Problems over Rye

I realized sometime last night when
Discussing with my friends
My problems over rye
That suddenly all 3 peaced out and
I started to suspect that I’m the reason why
A failure to include
A mention of departure
Excuse me but that’s rude
And I’m the one to blame for my
Lame attempt to entertain
Social acceptance
For me goes hand in hand with brewsky and a lime
And I’ll admit under influence
Rarely can I resist the urge to switch to rye
I’m diagnosed with the
Only disease you can be mad at me for having
And I’m convinced that I’ve
Summed up this problem in the last minute twenty five
I’m diagnosed with the
Only disease you can be mad at me for having
And I’m convinced that I’ve
Summed up this problem in the last minute thirty five
I do it to myself
Some sort of sick self entertainment
I do it for myself
So be it as the band comes first
I’m required to quench my thirst
Sometime tonight I’ll
Be thinking to myself my problems over rye
And I’ll enjoy my time there meanwhile
My friends are having fun without me
In denial
I do it for myself