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Correct Vintage Whine Lyrics
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I'll paly Bacchus for the evening, Pray, be seated, take your places Should my manna seem displeasing, Offend your airs and graces, I've a list long as your arm, (The connoisseur's selection) Such bitter whines - a quaff of qualms, Awaiting your inspections The bubbles burst - this aint sham-pain I've watched hopes wither on the vine The fruits of labours toiled in vain I reap soul-grapes at harvest time. Anno 1999 - a classic year for Vintage Whine. Since it's drawn - I must sup the cellarage of sorrow Yet fate refills my tarnished cup each time I drain the dregs Their poison cannot kill me - new strength from it I 'll borrow My maudlin is a caudle that would fill a thousand kegs. Here's one for the road - afore ye go Drink deep sweet lads and lasses Those blighted crops you gladly sow Shall one day fill your glasses Brood for decades - pure hate distilled Then bottled up much longer Revenge - a draught I'll serve you chilled, When time has made it stronger Non-cordial - it's bile bouquet. Laments ferment the patience schnapps Cask full of mulled futile dismay My well-aged-rage - you 've turned the taps Anno 1999 - a classic year for Vintage Whine. Since it's drawn - I must sup the cellarage of sorrow Yet fate refills my tarnished cup each time I drain the dregs Their poison cannot kill me - new strength from it I 'll borrow My maudlin is a caudle that would fill a thousand kegs. Anno 1999 - a classic year for Vintage Whine.
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