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~ by Mist 
Pushing through the crowded bar, so many drinkers buying,News had just come over, we had 5 beers left to buy in. Bar man laughed when he told us, the bar was really closing. Laughed so much that his face was red, then I knew he was not lying. I heard telephones, jukebox, electric fruit machines I saw boys, toys, pool tables and baked beans my tummy hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare I had to cram so much beer in there, I didn't really care. And all the fat skinny people, and all the tall short people and all the nobody people, and all the somebody people Never thought I'd meet so many drunk people. A girl my age went to the bar, spilt some tiny glasses if the barmaid hadn't mopped it up, we'd have fell on our asses. An old man with a gammy leg, fixed his stare to the ass of the barmaid. The cops came and said they'd close the place 'It's a dump anyway' is what they said. I think I saw you at the cigarette machine, drinking vodkas cold and long Smiling and waving and falling around, trying your best to sing a song. The beer was cold and wet, so I felt like another and I saw the bar and wanted to get back there The beer, so near, the way that it tastes I want it, it's beautiful, it won't go to waste. I've got 5 beers stuck on my eyes 5 beers, what a surprise. 5 beers, my liver hurts a lot 5 beers, that's all I've got 4 beers, stuck on my eyes 3 beers, what a surprise 2 beers, my liver hurts a lot 1 beer, that's all I've got I've got no beers!! No beers, no beers, No beers, No beers...  brought to you by Mist ||| The Last of The Creamer ||| The Buggah of Suburbia ||| The Mole Cricket ||| When You're A Ho ||| ||| The Dirty Socks Are Going To Smell ||| Dirty Laundry, Dryer Sheets ||| ||| 5 Beers (by AMan) ||| Back ||| |