Oh, Demon Alcohol, Sad Memories I Can't

We Are The Draft Beer Preservation Society.

Everything Is Reduced To What's Physical In The End, Because It's The Filth Inside People's Minds That Creates All The Evil. What Is A Body, Anyway? I Suppose You've Got To Abuse Your Body To Understand It. If You're Not Prepared To Humiliate Yourself In Order To Give Somebody Else A Moment's Pleasure, I Don't Believe That You've Actually Lived.

Oh, Demon Alcohol, Sad Memories I Can't Recall.

Plastic Man Got No Brain, Plastic Man Don't Feel No Pain.

Life Is Only What You Wonder. Day Is Light As Your Brightest Dream.