Sobriety

Come swish around, my pretty punk
And keep me dancing still
That I may stay a sober man
Although I drink my fill
Sobriety is a jewel
That I do much adore;
And therefore keep me dancing
Though drunkards lie and snore
O mind your feet, O mind your feet
Keep dancing like a wave
And under every dancer
A dead man in his grave
No ups and downs, my pretty
A mermaid, not a punk;
A drunkard is a dead man
And all dead men are drunk
Sobriety, sobriety!
My little punk!
Sobriety, sobriety!
We are drunk!
O mind your feet, O mind your feet
Keep dancing like a wave
And under every dancer
A dead man in his grave
No ups and downs, my pretty
A mermaid, not a punk;
A drunkard is a dead man
And all dead men are drunk
Sobriety. sobriety!
My little punk!
Sobriety, sobriety!
We are drunk!
Sobriety. sobriety!
My little punk!
Sobriety, sobriety!
We are drunk!
Sobriety. sobriety!
My little punk!
Sobriety, sobriety!
We are drunk!