Cocktails and Dreams

I saw Cocktail last night. And I loved Tom Cruise's bartop poem.

"I am the last barman poet. . .

I see America drinking the fabulous cocktails I make
Americans getting stinky on something I stir or shake
The sex on the beach -- with schnapps made from peach
The velvet hammer, The alabama slammer.
I make things with juice and froth
The pink squirrel, The 3-toed sloth.
I make drinks so sweet and snazzy
The iced tea, The kamakazi
The orgasm, The death spasm,
The Singapore sling, The dingaling.

America you're just devoted to every flavor I've got
But if you want to get loaded, Why don't you just order a shot?

Bar is open."

Wednesday, June 08, 2005


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