Alcohol – dagens suveræne tekst

1. oktober 2006

Alcohol
Here is a story about a sinner,
He used to be a winner who enjoyed a life of prominence and position,
But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements,
And his selfish wife’s fanatical ambition,
It turned him to the booze,
And he got mixed up with a floosie
And she led him to a life of indecision.
The floosie made him spend his dole
She left him lying on skid row
A drunken lag in some salvation army mission.
It’s such a shame.

Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would say,
Damn it all and blow it all,
Oh demon alcohol,
Memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall a slave to demon alcohol.

Barley wine pink gin,
He’ll drink anything,
Port, pernod or tequila,
Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks,
As long as all his troubles disappeared.
But he messed up his life and he beat up his wife,
And the floosie’s gone and found another sucker
She’s gonna turn him on to drink
She’s gonna lead him to the brink
And when his money’s gone,
She’ll leave him in the gutter,
It’s such a shame.

Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall,
A slave to demon alcohol.

Tekst af: Ray Davies (The Kinks – Muswell Hillbillies, 1971)

Opdatering, mandag 2/9: Efter at have citeret ovenstående opdager jeg, at vi træder ind i uge 40! Og at også vores kindred spirit Klaus er inspireret af alkohol…

Når der går statslig opdragelse i det, så kan vi godt få lyst til at synge med på Lou Reeds sang The Power of Positive Drinking – bare den ene gang om året…:

Some like wine and some like hops
but what I really love is my scotch
It’s the power, the power of positive drinking

Some people ruin their drinks with ice
and then they, they ask you for advice
They tell you, I’ve never told anyone else before

They say, Candy is dandy but liquor makes quipsters
and I don’t like mixers, or sippers or sob sisters
You know, you have to be real careful where you sit down
in a bar these days

And then some people drink to unleash their libidos
and other people drink to prop up their egos
It’s my burdon, man, people say
I have the kind of face you can trust

The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive drinking
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
the pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
the pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive drinking

Some people say, alcohol makes you less lucid
and think that’s true if you’re kind of stupid
I’m not that kind that get’s himself burned twice

And some say liquor kills the cells in your head
and for that matter so does getting out of bed
When I exit, I’ll go out gracefully, shot in my hand

The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive drinking
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
the pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
the pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive drinking

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