Bar-man!, bring me three more bottles And two each for my guys here He made his generous order Emptying volumes of beer into his innocent bowel at the ostentatious praises arround him "I am a big boy" he told himself Feeling high He ordered more till he was lost in tipsy But the night is still young his boyish ego insisted till the dead of the hideous night But when the darkness was led to light A big boy was found snoring right from the stink of an open sewer His ego had suddenly eloped.