Saturday night fever...

So often, you strive to make gold out of dust,
Fate seems to make your plans go bust
At times, life just doesn't seem just;
Just rid yourself of this mother-f***in' lust.

There are times when all you wanna do is screw,
Sadly, like in a desert, you would see no Drew;
So you just sit and make some hot-coffee brew!
And finally go shag yourself in the loo.