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Nothing alcohol can't cure

You could never guess
How small I am
How useless I am
How insignificant I am
Until I drink my first pint of beer

Then, my God
I own the world
I control the world
As I create the world
As I am God!

I never thought
That one pint
Would be
All that is required
For such a thing
To come true

You have no idea
How simple it all is
How it is so simple
To change the world
As soon as you think differently
And all that is required
Is one pint

There was a time
I could have killed for one
I begged down the pub
For such a thing
And no one was willing
To buy me one

It was illuminating
There is no real charity
In this world
No one will buy you a pint
Even though they have the power
To buy you a house

Since then
My God
I�ve gone through
All possible neuroses
I have to say
I walk through flying
Because
There�s nothing
Alcohol can�t cure

Out of sight
Out of mind
Out of this world
Completely mad
Changing a whole world
In the process
Creating a whole world
In the process
All through alcohol

I�m sorry!
All you have ever achieved
Is total madness
That can only be cured through
Alcohol
Only then can we see the light of day
Only then can we see a way out

I don�t need to feel anything
I don�t need to even be alive
Oh, I need to live somewhere else
And create my own universe to live within
Where none of you would ever exist

Nothing alcohol can�t cure

Excerpt from At Another Level:
http://www.themarginal.com/atanotherlevel.pdf