Spirits for the night
Sitting round the table,
Looking back at us through
The eye of tempered glass...
Spirits, we kiss to our lips.
Consuming you and I.
A shot of no control.
New faces for the show...
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Spirits that lift us all
Just high enough to fall.
There goes evil Rory,
In the morning he’ll say "Sorry."
Oh sensitive Mitch
Has gone and called someone a “Bitch!”
But then there’s Matt
Who’s found a girl willing to "chat."
Somewhere is Vince
Drinking like a "prince."
But for now Alex
Won't quit talking about "phallics."
Of course there’s no harm
In a little spiritual charm.
We are but spirits
Consumed for the nights.
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