For an instant I saw before me the young girl this used to be.
Irish I were I wish, so being drunk all the time would be socially acceptable.
Come, let’s get drunk, even if it is our ruin:For sometimes under ruins one finds treasure.
I’m not a drunk anymore, but since they cut out my tongue, I sound drunk.
Oh my God. I’m not Keith Richards. I’m Otis from Mayberry! A fucking drunk!