The Gin Genie Poem by Josephine Dunn

The Gin Genie

There's a genie in the bottle
And his name is Gin
He'll whisper you a welcome
To tempt you in
You think he's a mate
Who makes you feel great
Who drowns all your sorrows
Helps you through today and
Not think about tomorrow.
But he's no friend
He won't help you mend,
The only thing he'll drown is you.

Its whisky on weetabix
And lager for your lunch,
Then its gin for your dinner
And alcohol's the winner,
And the only thing he'll drown is you.

He's the cause of all your trouble,
The double bubble trouble,
That boils into anger
With any passing stranger,
The line you walk is wavy
And your days a little hazy
You're losing all your friends
Your words do all offend
Your family think you're crazy
Cause you never make amends
You're losing all you've got
Now you've really lost the plot
You never say you're sorry
And we all begin to worry.

Cause its whisky on your weetabix
And lager for your lunch,
Then its gin for your dinner
And alcohol's the winner,
And the only thing that's drowned is you.


There's a genie in the glass
That you hold
Get it down inside you
And you feel so bold
But once you believe
The lies he's told
There is no future
And the past is sold
That damn Gin genie
Washed it all away
When his wickedness
Came around to play
Now it's all too late
The watchman's at the gate
To ferry you across
And we're sorry for the loss
But the only one who's drowned is you.

Cause its whisky on your weetabix
And lager for your lunch,
Then its gin for your dinner
Alcohol's the winner,
And the only thing that drowned was you.
Things were going swimmingly
Till it came to the crunch,
And the only thing that drowned was you.

Cause it was whisky on your weetabix
And lager for your lunch,
Then gin for your dinner
Oh - Alcohol's the winner,
And the only thing that drowned was you,
Oh - the only thing that drowned was you.


(revised 20 September 2017)