Jayson AI Song

Meet Jamie, Michael, Chris, and Andy Middle-aged lads, feeling kinda dandy Every few months, they gather 'round In the city's heart, it's going down It's the British Cocktail Society Where spirits flow with propriety From Negronis to cheap brew They'll raise a glass (or two) Jamie walks in with a Negroni grin Michael orders rum, let the fun begin Andy sips his whiskey, Irish style Chris buys whatever's cheap by the mile It's the British Cocktail Society Where spirits flow with propriety From Negronis to cheap brew They'll raise a glass (or two) But one night Chris grabbed a chocolate pretzel Didn't know it hid a peanut vessel Allergic shock, he turned pale white Almost took a final flight They rushed him quick to A&E Now Chris avoids nuts like the sea With glasses raised, they toast his health And laugh about their age and stealth It's the British Cocktail Society Where spirits flow with propriety From Negronis to cheap brew They'll raise a glass (or two) So here's to middle-aged revelry To Jamie, Michael, Chris, and Andy Every few months, they reunite Under the city's neon light