A Midwinter Night's Drunk - The Aftermath

Oh what, you thought that I was done
when I was having so much fun?
Rapping to a beat that just ain't there
to an audience that just don't care
Like a little boy's dream that just was wet
Like a really bad joke you just don't get
I'm going on and on and on on and on.
Like Sugar Hill Gang at the break of dawn.

Have you ever had to cook coming home drunk
and please don't tell a lie?
And realising it's especially worse
when you're using a deep-fry?
You skin your potatoes and dump 'em in
while you watchin' the oil pop up
yet still feel nauseous from the vodka you drank
that wants to come right up your gut
Then I said, okay, start thinking straight,
or else your food will burn!
Drinkin and cookin' is something you don't do;
and that's the lesson that I'll learn.
So one by one you take your fries out,
and they're a crisp golden brown.
Incredible, edible; a job well done;
it just make you wanna say Wow!
Okay I sit down to eat, I'm in for a treat
while I feel my head to fall
I take my first bite, and it's scrumptous...

Whoa.
I just, forgot what I was going to say.
I guess that it wasn't that important.
In any event, bless me o Lord,
and this thy give, which I'm about to receive
From thy bounty, through Christ, our Lord...
Amen.