Come drink with me, and you'll think like me. You can look like, and act like, and be like me. Everything's funny and the sky becomes sunny, on the dreariest, cloudiest days. Take one sweet sip, to the tip of your lip, and find joy in the stale mundane.
Come drink with me, and see like me. The world in it's infinite charm. See your boss in pantaloon, and the face on the moon. Polka dots pop from bland table tops, and erupt on the clouds and the stars.
Come drink with me, and dance like me. Waltz through your worries and woes. Do the fox trot in snow with a wide open toe, swirling with glee through the green fresh tree. Grown heavy with gems, while the days never end, and the people you dislike are now friends.
We can conquer the world with a sip of excess. The more that you drink, the more you will think, to kick out the blue and stay true to the life which you lust. The more that you drink, the less you will think, there is such a thing to distrust!
As your world becomes peppered with clowns, you need not the burden of towns. You won't even suspect, the loss of regret. As you need not give in, to the vodka or gin, but instead be drunk on pure life with no frown.