Template:A Drunken Man's Praise Of Sobriety

Come swish around, my pretty punk

And keep me dancing still

That I may be a sober man

Although I drink my fill

Sobriety is a jewel

That I do much adore

And therefore keep me dancing

While drunkards lie and snore

O mind your feet, O mind your feet

Keep dancing like a wave

And under every dancer

A dead man in his grave

No ups and downs, my pretty

A mermaid, not a punk

A drunkard is a dead man

And all dead men are drunk