The war cabinet
Alcho-pops where are you?
that’s it, come on
don’t be shy.
Now get over there
in front of the lager.
I said everyone else!
My Intel has confirmed a teenage party
so I don't want any mistakes.
Alcho-pops you're in first
and you don't stand a chance
so make your peace with
the Blue nun before you go.
Lagers, two packs in the kitchen,
the rest, in the fridge.
Cherries take the night off.
Cocktail sticks, erm, just straighten up
Vodka, label front, please try and last the night.
Orange and Blackcurrant
give yourself a wipe, it’s been a while
but if vodka goes you need to go with him,
I need you in the mix.
Babycham it could be a rough night my love
but whatever happens try to reach the nose.
Boxed wines, boxed wines over here now.
Get in line and taps out.
White, if red gets spilt, try to get on top,
less carpet damage and
we should be able to get you both out.
Twelve year old Malt, hold the rear,
I won’t sacrifice my best on this rabble.
Now Bells you need to go first, followed by,
all though it breaks my heart, Glen Fiddich
Lads if you both go, give em hell
so they won’t come back for Malt.
Snowball, not a chance in hell
but be ready just in case.
Eggnog you have to be the
dumbest drink I have
but you do look like custard
so try to make em puke.
Gin, what are you laughing at.
nnnnnothing sir, you shit, they call you Lilly
and you taste like frikin perfume,
get out of my sight before I go blind.
Everyone be quiet, here they come.
Lagers look lively, sixes not fours.
Shit straight for the cabinet.
Little bastard put me down,
put me down, what did you call me?
Fuckin JD its Mr Frikin Daniels to you
you, spot faced little shit.
Come on then let’s have it
two shots, try me.
I'll rip yer throat out,
I'll singe your spleen, come on then,
lets see what yer made of,
just, you, me
and my friend Mr glass.
Wait, what, what’s that
Frikin Coke, drink me like a man
shittin bubbles, fuckin caramel
and ice, in a tall glass, whhhyyy!!!.
That’s right swill me round
showin off to your mates
all watered down.
To start a war with JD
be sure you can hold my dead
I'll bring the violent
you carry the sick.
Written by Razzerleaf
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