Faint Idea

 
Once upon a Friday night
when the beer was flowing and the moon was bright
they met at a warehouse and had a fight
to name their furious beast.

One summoned from Seattle, the other from Down Under,
one wished for progressive but thoughts went asunder
as the liquer was slowly claiming its plunder
they were all in disarray.

And then as by some divine sight
it came to them and they knew it was right
for the malt had now spoken and ideas took flight
and they settled on Faint Idea.