Elixir

[Spoken]
 Professor Elemental: Hello old chap.
 English Gentleman: Come in old man! Why, why you look like you've seen a ghost!
 Prof: I only wish it was.
 Gent: It can't be as bad as that.
 prof: It's worse I'm afraid. Worse.
 Gent: Let me fix you a drink and, you can tell me all about it.
 Prof: I have a problem. I've done some terrible things, terrible things.
 Gent: I see...
 [Verse the first]
 It's not whiskey or gin or puffed in a pipe
 Not opium or laudanum, a different high
 Not for ordinary mortals, a different vice
 For after hours gentlemen who fib and lie
 Leave brandies and cigars
 Games of bridge with wives
 And stride briskly to a risky life
 Down backstreets, the air's thick and rife
 Bad atmosphere, a glimpse of crime
 Mind your business, tight lipped arrive
 To a dingy hiding place, where you give your tithe
 Receieve for your shilling, a liquid prize
 One swig, first sign, is a twitching eye
 Your mind begins to fizz, unzip and writhe
 Your hat brim widens, grip the sides
 A delightful sickness, an itching spine
 A roar of bliss, slip into the night
 To find poor victims, rip and slice
 Stalk and bite
 Isn't this the life?
 By dawn, more yourself, revisit your wife
 "Just a late-night game of cards dear, didn't win the prize"
 You, cringe to lie but will still sprint tonight
 To purchase more elixir from Mr. Hyde
 You, cringe to lie but will still sprint tonight
 To purchase more elixir from Mr. Hyde
 [Panting]
 [Spoken]
 Gent: Oh god! Your -inaudbile- must be horrible...
 Prof: I've... I've drunk some now!
 [Laughing, bestial sounds]
 Gent: No! No old chap!
 [Screams, more bestial sounds, gulping]