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The war cry of the raging drunken sot
That sends unwelcome pangs right up your bot
It bellows forth from open windows all night long
Puts up on the thought of right and wrong

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The war cry of the drinker of the drink
Can send your senses reeling to the brink
What's your poison breath and outlook
Puke and bile
Lose all sense of reason, humour, style

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The war cry of the boozer of the booze
In normal state of little left to lose
Pissed and witless blood and bandage
Not a care
Splashing noxious liquids everywhere

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