Fill My Feeding Tube With Beer
C. Jones (Copyright 2005)

Fill my feeding tube with beer
Fill it with what I hold dear
Let me smile and greet my fate
Tube me with beer, now that’d be great

Skip the Ensure, don’t like the taste
Tube me with beer, now that’d be great
Only want food if I can chew
Don’t want a sandwich from a tube

Fill my tube with beverage malt
Keep it coming, please don’t halt
I feel St. Peter's gettin' near
Sure hope he's at the gates with beer

Don’t cry ‘cause I won’t be ‘round
Let me go, I’m Heaven-bound
Send me on my way with love
And perhaps, a little buzz

Fill my tube with beer, don’t fail
Fill it with lager, fill it with ale
As I go travel that last mile
Let me do it with a smile

Fill me feeding tube with beer
Fill it with what I hold dear
I see the light, it’s getting near
So fill my feeding tube with beer

Something's wrong, it's hot in here
Better fill my feeding tube with beer