Cease ale, hon - you're breaking my heart
Partaking intoxicants daily
Oh, cease ale hon - prime liver disease:
Imbibing will see that you own

Cease ale, hon - you're falling apart
So vague is your common-sense lately
Oh, cease ale hon - mind’s now turned to cheese
I'm ringing but see no-one’s home
Brain cells roam

Make a lush with disaster-brew, with this ale, yeah
Cups galore accrue (talking’s mush)
Why’d you have to slosh, embrace?
There, you’re passed out in bed:
Dumbass flaked in disgrace

Cease ale, hon - you're straining your heart
A break would buy time for bits failing
Oh, cease ale hon - you’ll die by degrees
A keg would you please to postpone
You’ll be prone

‘Nebriation
A million of drachms
You fall on the floor from debauching

Bacchanal’an
You’re chugging again
And sprawl from the barley and scotching