The whole world is about three drinks behind.
quote by Humphrey Bogart
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Hollywood
Orange and yellow and purple and green
The lights of the city at night set the scene
Stumble through the bars of forget-me-not lane
Sparkle through the glitter but dont show the pain
In hollywood
Underneath a golden palm tree
Hollywood
Come to the party the drinks are on me
For free
Heartbeats echo through a cavern of love
Come to the tavern Ill meet you up above
Soaring through the heavens, what a fabulous ride
But everybodys heading for the same place to hide
In hollywood
Underneath a golden palm tree
Hollywood
Come to the party the drinks are on me
For free
The drinks on me
For free
The drinks on me
For free
The drinks on me
The drinks on me
The drinks on me
The drinks on me
song performed by by America
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My final warning to you is always pay for your own drinks. All the scandals in the world of politics today have their cause in the despicable habit of swallowing free drinks.
quote by Y. Yakigawa
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Avoid hot
Avoid to drink
Hot drinks...
Hot drinks is
Drink take proper food...
Drink to drink...
With hot drinks...
Emty stomach...
Acute gastric
Problem will be come...
So...
Avoid hot drinks for
Your liver and stomach...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Nobody Drinks Alone
You brought that bottle home in a paper sack
Drew the blinds and locked the doors
And there's nothing but empty there inside that glass
So you pour a little more
And there's no one there to judge you
At least that's what you tell yourself, but
Chorus:
Don't you know
Nobody drinks alone
Every demon, every ghost
From your past
And every memory you've held back
Follows you home
Nobody drinks alone
You remember whiskey on your daddy's breath
So you always stick to wine
And you scared your little brother half to death
You just kept it all inside
You can hear your mama cryin'
Only now she cries for you, and
Don't you know
Nobody drinks alone
Every demon, every ghost
From your past
And every memory you've held back
Follows you home
Nobody drinks alone
Though you're only
Hey don't you let that feelin' fool ya
(REPEATH CHORUS)
Nobody drinks alone
song performed by by Keith Urban
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My Cup Of Drinks
My cup of drinks will,
never be filled.
The drinks of nature,
in my eyes, get reeled.
I drank the beauty of
the hill, streams, rivulet,
All other beauties,
before them ever fade.
The rivers dance as,
the little lass in me,
the trees, the plants,
the meadows and lea,
captivate me with their,
never-forget-smile,
The seas, oceans and the
mountains beguile,
their time, with me,
in my mind's little room.
Borrowing a brush and color,
I like them to groom.
My cups of drinks I
want to fill with thee.
O Nature! I know other
beauty can not satisfy me!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Boat Drinks
Boat drinks
By: jimmy buffett
1979
Boat drinks
Boys in the band ordered boat drinks
Visitors scored on the home rink
Everything seems to be wrong
Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap air fare
I gotta to fly to saint somewhere
Im close to bodily harm
Twenty degrees and the hockey games on
Nobody cares they are way too far gone
Screamin boat drinks, something to keep em all warm
This mornin, I shot six holes in my freezer
I think I got cabin fever
Somebody sound the alarm
Id like to go where the pace of lifes slow
Could you beam me somewhere mr. scott?
Any ol place here on earth or in space
You pick the century and Ill pick the spot
Oh I know, (I know)
I should be leaving this climate
I got a verse but cant rhyme it
I gotta go where its warm
Boat drinks
Waitress I need two more boat drinks
Then Im headin south fore my dream shrinks
I gotta go where its warm (I gotta go where its warm)
I gotta go where its warm (I gotta go where its warm)
I gotta go where its warm!
I gotta go where there aint any snow
Where there aint any blow
cause my fin sinks so low
I gotta go where its warm
Notes -
Background vocals: deborah mccoll, harry dailey, jimmy buffett
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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A painkiller
No amount of drinks would help you
To drown your sorrow, mind.
Sorrow knows how to swim and surface.
Drinks are only like a painkiller.
05.05.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Tubthumping
We'll be singing
When we're winning
We'll be singing
I get knocked down but I get up again
You're never going to keep me down
I get knocked down but I get up again
You're never going to keep me down
I get knocked down but I get up again
You're never going to keep me down
Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away
He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him of the better times:
"Oh Danny Boy
song performed by by Chumbawamba from Tubthumper
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He who drinks a little too much drinks much too much.
Runaway
If you Runaway you will miss you'r family in lot's of
ways and you could die in a couple of days.
You wan't have any money for food or drinks and you
will get cold and wet.
You wan't get any new stuff or have any fun.
You will find you're self-looking in the bins for food and drinks.
You will become a tramp.
So don't run away from home.
haiku drinks a coke
after we finish writing
my last coke, he drinks
haiku by Chris Bowen
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Who drinks at night, buys himself death, who drinks in bed, buys himself a coffin.
The problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind.
quote by Humphrey Bogart
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Anacreontics, Drinking
THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain,
And drinks and gapes for drink again;
The plants suck in the earth, and are
With constant drinking fresh and fair;
The sea itself (which one would think
Should have but little need of drink)
Drinks twice ten thousand rivers up,
So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
The busy Sun (and one would guess
By 's drunken fiery face no less)
Drinks up the sea, and when he 's done,
The Moon and Stars drink up the Sun:
They drink and dance by their own light,
They drink and revel all the night:
Nothing in Nature 's sober found,
But an eternal health goes round.
Fill up the bowl, then, fill it high,
Fill all the glasses there--for why
Should every creature drink but I?
Why, man of morals, tell me why?
poem by Abraham Cowley
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At the first cup man drinks wine, at the second wine drinks wine, at the third wine drinks man.
May this house stand until an ant drinks the ocean and a tortoise circles the world.
quote by Jonathan Carroll
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The cow drinks water and it turns to milk; the snake drinks water and it turns to poison.
A Sobering Tale.
Sometimes he sits, sometimes he thinks.
At other times combines the two
More frequently he sits and drinks.
Because he cannot bear the view.
The only view that he can see
through pain filled eyes awash with tears.
He can remember vividly.
The promise of his early years.
When he was young and full of hope.
He had the whole world by the tail
But later found he could not cope,
although he tried to no avail.
Discovering that a drink or two
helped to alleviate the stress
A sorry story nothing new
His life became a complete mess.
He lost his job it had to come.
His drinking led to a divorce.
His wife then claimed the family home.
His life sped on it’s downwards course.
A friend became his enemy
because he let it take control.
It took him over completely.
Dependent now on alcohol.
No longer does he drink from choice
That luxury is now denied.
He drinks to still the nagging voice
which urges him to suicide.
Today he’s just a drunken bum
with nothing to look forward to.
Bar cheap red wine to make him numb
albeit temporarily.
Sometimes he sits, sometimes he thinks
sometimes he can combine the two.
More often though he sits and drinks
There’s nothing he would rather do.
10/10/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Entertaining Two Grieving Guests...
when both of you arrive this morning
carrying with you
your loads of sorrow
i am ready with my arms
and words of comfort
for i will be with you
not only in happiness
but also in sorrow
and i listen a lot,
serve you drinks,
offer
you lunch,
sweet pineapple chunks for desert
red wine for some finish
then you keep on telling me about
what really happened
how things can be unbearable at times
i listen a lot,
i perfectly understand
the pain,
and i empathize with that lingering
grief that sticks
in your hearts like
some kind of a virus,
i offer you more drinks, because drinks can take us
towards other places of our hearts
a little comfort and diversion is needed on these
harsh times of your life,
we let time flow,
temperatures change,
words take unexpected shapes
your hearts begin to catch the fire
of survival
somehow even at this moment you must have sensed
another direction
to move on,
the options are too many
to count
the world is one big
space for
experimenters
this is an exciting world
full of surprises
then you like the way things have been moving
how accommodating can i be,
how understanding
we signified goodbye,
i send you both off the door of the house
we had the last drink
for the road
it is already dark
and the world is silent
as another
kind of listener
and then i am alone again,
taking all the glasses and spoons
back to their proper order
and when everything is set,
kept,
and in place
i go inside my room
also ready to handle those heavy burdens
that are mine and
mine alone
i am in this
kind of state where
sharing them
cannot lighten me
for they too
have been burdened enough
with what they think
they cannot bear
anymore....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Big J
Tis true about hate that it can be love turned upside down
And Big J a classic example the most bitter man in Town
Since Pam his wife she left him and with her took their five year old daughter Sue
One might say a long holiday the man is overdue.
He feels the World is against him he is always in a bad mood
And about his imaginary wrongs against him he silently does brood
When he is in the bar-room he always drinks on his own
He now ignores his old mates as if them he'd never known.
Tis said that Pam she left him because her he used to beat
And a kinder and more loving man she happened for to meet
But he feels so hard done by to none he says good day
He would rather brood in silence that now his chosen way.
Big J he looks so serious from society he has withdrawn
His life is from work to the pub and he rise for work at dawn
He has resigned from football and from the Football Club
And nowadays he drinks on his own down at the local pub.
poem by Francis Duggan
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