23 Beers Lyrics

She gropes the midget's d*** with her lobster claw
The Devil disappeared into the monster's maw
A damsel in distress dissected with a saw
I always thought I was a seer, but now I've seen it all.
Now I lay me down to sleep, caught high and by the deep
Script to the sea wall, three sheets to the wind
Twenty-three beers and a bottle of gin.

The bearded lady beckons to the billy goats
You musn't be afeared because down here we float
Jesus weeps a sea when the devil gloats
Ophelia will surface when at last she bloats
Oh, now I lay me down to sleep, caught high and by the deep
Script to the sea wall, three sheets to the wind
Twenty-three beers and a bottle of gin.

He flinched and flicked his wits into the ashtray heart
The world war is over with before it starts
The horses can't go forward if they're behind the cart
The web the spider spins is a work of art.
Now I lay me down to sleep, caught high and by the deep
Script to the sea wall, three sheets to the wind
Twenty-three beers and a bottle of gin.

Now I lay me down to sleep, caught high and by the deep
Script to the sea wall, three sheets to the wind
Twenty-three beers and a bottle of gin.
Twenty-three beers and a bottle of gin.