The barman sets one up. You gulp it quickly.
Across your tongue the honeyed liquor flows.
It tastes delicious - fruity but not sickly.
You tingle from your scalp down to your toes.
Your heart pounds faster and your flesh feels tickly.
A strange exhilaration grows and grows.
Put something on the jukebox? What the heck -
Why not sit still and pour it down your neck?