Love and marriage, love and marriage
They go together like a horse and carriage
This I tell you, brother
You can't have one without the other
Love and marriage, love and marriage
It's an institute you can't disparage
Ask the local gentry
And they will say it's elementary
Try, try, try to separate them
It's an illusion
Try, try, try and you will only come
To this conclusion.
Well, that's the relationship between powerlessness and unmanageability: one automatically leads to the other; the other automatically stems from the one.
So, next time you're considering your qualifier, sing:
'Drunks and chaos, drunks and chaos, go together like ...'