|alchohol oh alchohol
some say "you booze you snooze"
for carp get sharp or an angels harp
a life of hot rhythm and blues
and it,s just like roulette but it,s don,t place your bet . .
porkus combustus and croak
in the twilight gloom . . . of that half lit old room.
has the reaper popped round for a smoke
but "frying tonight" . . in the half neon light
"fire I want you to burn"
in the crazy world of arthur brown
some people never learn