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rudimentary peni - drinking song from 'the tomb' lyrics

come hither, my lads, with your tankards of ale, and drink to the present before it shall fail; pile each on your platters a mountain of beef, for ’tis eating and drinking that bring us relief: so fill up your gl-ss, for life will soon p-ss; when you’re dead ye’ll ne’er drink to your king or your l-ss! anacreon had a red nose, so they say but what’s a red nose if ye’re happy and gay? gad split me! i’d rather be red whilst i’m here, than white as a lily -and dead half a year! so betty my miss, come give me a kiss; in h-ll there’s no inkeeper’s daughter like this! young harry, propp’d up just as straight as he’s able, will soon lose his wig and slip under the table, but fill up your goblets and p-ss ’em around- better under the table than under the ground! so revel and chaff as ye thirstily quaff: under six feet of dirt ’tis less easy to laugh! the fiend strike me blue! i’m scarce able to walk, and d-mn me if i can’t stand upright or talk! here, landlord, bid betty to summon a chair; i’ll try home for a while, for my wife is not there! so lend me a hand i’m not able to stand but i’m gay whilst i linger on top of the land! (i spiked his drink)

- rudimentary peni lyrics

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