Rot Gut - Ghoul

Ill take all the guts from a rotten old stiff

And choose what I want with a taste or a whiff

Pack them in jars and infuse them with yeast

To brew up a batch for the next midnight feast

My skill as a brewer has never been met

Severed head '87 is my best vintage yet

We drink til we’re knackered on putrefied pus

A chaser of lymph really gives me a rush

Rot Gut

Despoiling the dead for a high

Rot Gut

A quart of blood for a quart of rye

Rot Gut

Brandy from bile makes a killer flambe'

Rot Gut

A jigger of rot gut makes my day

My moonshine goes with any dish

And makes belches taste like rancid fish

Hot lung-buttered rum is my specialty du jour

And an excellent rot gut hangover cure

Rot Gut

Despoiling the dead for a high

Rot Gut

A quart of blood for a quart of rye

Rot Gut

Brandy from bile makes a killer flambe'

Rot Gut

A jigger of rot gut makes my day

My cup runneth over

Bile gurgles down my throat

A beer bong of unraveled guts

Spills over with a suet-beer float

A carton of booze made from rancid secretions

Public hair garnish, the finishing touch

Vittreous vino, we heartily glug

But we’d never use alcohol as a crutch

ROT GUT !!!