a drinking song

• 1994 cikisli promenade albumundeki tebessum katalizoru the divine comedy sarkisi;
  
  back at the house, a bottle is found
  and opened in honour of those who have drowned
  while we who have not are stricken with guilt
  and dutifully see that not one drop is spilt
  we're drinking to life, we're drinking to death
  we're drinking 'til none of our livers are left
  we're wending our way down to the spirit store
  we'll drink till we just can't drink anymore
  
  raise your glasses high
  drink the cellar dry
  
  well, bloody my nose and blacken my eye
  if it ain't some young turk in search of a fight
  and chanticleer's chest is sagging with pride
  for honour has yet to be satisfied
  well, heaven be thanked we live in an age
  when no man need bother, except on the stage
  with "dulce et decorum est pro patria mori"
  and definitely not tonight
  
  i can still remember when i was just a kid
  i was free to do what i wanted to
  but i never, ever did.
  
  so now with years of discretion reached
  may we not forget...
  "liberté, egalité, fraternité"
  for there's life in the old world yet!
  
  there'll always be an england
  an ireland and a france
  a liechtenstein and finland
  and we have only one chance
  
  earnest young man with an unhealthy tan
  puts a drink in my hand and says
  "i understand...
  you're in search of the place
  to continue the chase
  of the heavenly taste
  i suggest in that case
  you all come with me
  to my place by the sea
  where the glasses shall be
  overflowing with free
  alcoholic delights
  and free love if you like
  for what point has this life
  if you can't realise your dreams?"
  
  oh, raise your glasses high
  and drink the town dry
  
  we'll drink beyond
  the boundaries of sense
  we'll drink 'til we start to see
  lovely pink elephants
  inside our heads
  inside our beds
  inside the threads
  of our pyjama legs
  so don't shoot til you see
  the reds of our eyes
  and an army of elephants
  marching behind
  from the day i was born
  till the night i will die
  all my lovers will be pink
  and elephantine!