many many beers ago.

when we were young and drunk
on brandy and wine
mixed togething
with melted grime
and dead rats were all you could seeeeee

when we were rubbing on perverts in their little lamps
strumming on kettles
(thank god for unburnt hands)
listening to a voice that came from a tree.....

i didnt know about rock and roll
i believed that books had a soul
and that all the fish should be set free

why, many many beers ago
when i could still walk straight
i sang a jaunty song
of merriness and kate spade
slurring as the beer flowed on~

many many beers ago
i could still count my toes
and avoid all the things in my way
but now i seem to tilt alot
telling jokes on the cement floor
imagining i was the hulk while eating cheese...

yes many many beers ago..............................

CHEERS~!!