"Raise the Chalice High" by Wendel M. Jacobs

Raise Your Chalice High

She gave me a white chip today

I’m no longer pissing my life away

maybe I’ll find another wife

to give me grief and strife

Raise your chalice high

to the guy in the sky

for he alone only knows why

we spit in the reapers eye

Then bitter tears came to my eyes

or was it the smoke so thick you 

could cut it with a knife

to reveal the lies

she’s been whispering 

to me all my life

Raise your chalice high

to the guy in the sky

for he alone only knows why

we spit in the reapers eye

Oh what great things

we could do a snuggling

staring at the ceiling

and insanely sniggering

Raise your chalice high

to the guy in the sky

for he alone only knows why

we spit in the reapers eye 

So now I’ll say good night

and go to sleep

dreaming of holding 

a red chip so tight