When I open the door I chortle with glee,
A whole fridge full of tinnies, just for me!
There’s a look on my face of joy and wonder,
But I warn you my friend, I’ll drink ’till I chunder.
I’ll drink ’till I’m pissed, I’ll drink ’till I’m wasted,
Then I’ll get serious, and really get pasted.
So this is the question, what shall I do?
Go get some water, or have me a brew?