The cold is making me numb
These people you know are dumb
Why are they talking to me?
I am flat as an iron board
Dry as a drink of Sherry
Mixed as a deck of cards

Go find the one I use the most
Can I **** off you like a host?
I am the game you gamble for more
I walk through walls when I can’t find a door
Send me your spare keys
I will take it all like a smashing set of thieves

Why won’t you play with me?
I don’t need you to turn up the heat
You drip all over me like *** under the sheet
You know I am the maiden the mother and the crone
Still you look up to me and see that I am Stone

Picket your signs for the protest
You may serve at my behest
Lingering long when I want you away
Running around when I needed you to stay
Craft me to be your favorite beer
Drink me down hard as long as it's not here