The group's anonymous
And with drunks synonymous
Its truth ain't Bosch
More like Heironomous!
It is however quite eponymous
Nevertheless quite hard upon us!
We tell our truth
Like biblical Ruth
Past ways uncouth
Forsaken forsooth!
Forever more and a day
All I have to say
Drunk's not worth it to stay
But such a monster to slay!
Once truth was a lie
That was ever so sly
Life rife in a pig stye
No sense in the bye and bye!
A dangerous cult
Was this the result?
Our being in tumult
Like a figurine of Hummoldt!
To the voice of reason
We do surrender
It's absolute treason
To our drinking season!
Internalized hate
Out on a date
The sex was great
We could not wait
Her ass to rate
As a possible mate!
Such rules are for fools
And not new tools
And a serious criticism
Of our dubious whiticism!
Such screwed up ways
In a moral haze
Nevermore the daze
Booze on us preys.
Many a heart stays
Till the end of days!
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