Feed The Lohocla

Was it destiny that one day
It was born Drunk creature of the night
who haunts us for our brew
It was dark, midnight or so,
when most had left for home
Breath of life, Lohocla lives,
the barley entity
Now it is alive spawned from
the loins of beer
Throat parched and on a quest
to quench his – die hard thirst
All he asks oblige him
in giving up your drink
It's okay, don't shit your pants,
he's tamer than you think
Refrain: Where is he from? Why is he here?
Nocturnal boozer on a pursuit of beer
So set him free from sobriety-tonight!
Inebriate! One of his favorite words
Control his state of mind
though he has no dime
Out of cash and out of stash,
he's coming off his high
Time to cruise the local joints
to mooch Iiquld food

Wading through the bar
and wasted off his ass
Lohocla's drunk again yet
still he begs for more

One day you'll encounter him,
you'd better share your beer
You don't need to start a senseless fight
Have yourself some F.U.N.

Macho man!
These homos have to strut their stuff
So they can show how cool they are
But we know they're knucklehead

Mellow out!
Just kick back, enjoy the show
Spare us all, don't prove yourself
Why ruin someone else's night?