What we do

The point is not to drink
The point is not to totter on the brink
The point is to have a good time
The point is to sing a happy rhyme

You've downed seven pints of whiskey
I can see you getting careless and frisky
But that doesn't make me any sad
Because I enjoyed taking apart the iPad

The point is not to get laid
Lesser is it a matter of getting paid
The point is to have a good time
The point is to sing a happy rhyme

Thanks but I enjoy hangovers much less
Than textbooks on integral calculus
If you say I'm wrong, then screw you
It's just a matter of what we do