Mark R Slaughter - A Drink lyrics

With gla**, I am a man – or so I think! – A role to play when blessed with courtly drink: A gin or two, then vintage port or wine To pep me up and gift me with a shine. I know it's false, as I now must depend Upon my daily shots with open end. Insidious, it all becomes routine To beg a drink each day for self-esteem.