.he grapes are ripped straight off the vine before ripe
The fifths are drank the eighths smolder in the pipe
Complaints to celebrate are fathomed and condomed
Such a fucked up state not just wired drunk and stoned
This must be for someone else
Debauchery must be for someone else
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