'Drunkards' in the Bible

Those who sit at the city gate talk about me,and drunkards make up songs about me.

Woe to the majestic crown of Ephraim’s drunkards,and to the fading flower of its beautiful splendor,which is on the summit above the rich valley.Woe to those overcome with wine.

The majestic crown of Ephraim’s drunkardswill be trampled underfoot.

The sound of a carefree crowd was there. Drunkards from the desert were brought in, along with common men. They put bracelets on the women’s hands and beautiful crowns on their heads.

Wake up, you drunkards, and weep;wail, all you wine drinkers,because of the sweet wine,for it has been taken from your mouth.