Down Among The Dead Men

(from Captain Whatsit the Dreadful)

Here’s a health to the Queen and a lasting peace:
To faction an end; to wealth increase!
Come let us drink while we have breath
For there’s no drinking after death.

And he that will this health deny
Down among the dead men, down among the dead men
Down, down, down, down
Down among the dead men let him lie!

In smiling Bacchus’ joys I’ll roll;
Deny no pleasure to my soul
Let Bacchus’ health ‘round quickly move
For Bacchus is a friend to love.

Let love and wine their rights maintain
And their united pleasures reign
While Bacchus’ treasures crown the board,
We’ll drink the joys that both afford!

Here’s a health to the things that we hold dear:
Life, Love, Liberty, and Cold Beer!
To those who would these us deny:
May ye sadly live and sober die!