(Beer) Made from malted barley and cereal, grains, and hops (Beer) We hate liquor especially peach (yeah, ok)...... (Beer) Beers the only thing for me
I woke up today feeling like shit my head is pounding, still not used to it I've gotta find a way to push it all aside hit the bottle, she's always by
As I was walking down the street I had To stop and think about the good old days A show almost every night usually ended Up in a drunken fight Drinking
pretentious fucking assholes too cool for the scene 20 years since they lived hard old washed up and fucking clean no sense of what's going on the only
He's a land shark coming through better watch out he's coming for you he doesn't care what's right from wrong people say that he should change he don
Fuckin' Riot! Grab the gas, Grab the rags Molotov Cocktails in our hands Swing 'em up, Swing 'em high Burn them fuckers till they die Religious war's
When all the lights are on and no where left to go when all the life is lost and people just don't know with all the energy gone and the feelings lost
Here we come once again Hides your loved ones, tel your friends Back and pissed with a vengeance Punx not dead with no regrets No mercy for the trendy
I just want to say, what cannot be said I just want to live, but they say i'm dead I just want to cry, but the tears are all gone I just want to hide
Sept 11th we will not forget senseless acts by some terrorists murder and hatred for all human kind sorrow and suffering never left behind [chorus:]
Go!! I have had enough, enough of the shit No place to go, no shows to see It is not now, how it used to be There would always be a punk rock show to
And I bust my back for a shitty pay Take away your fucking right I have no will, no will to fight Endless struggle Endless struggle Endless struggle Endless endless struggle
Me and the boys are going out tonight Just want some beer not looking for a fight When we got to the bar everything was alright The band was shitty but
no luck! it seem to me that alcohol and women have always got me hand in hand no matter how bad you fucked me over i always find happiness in a can
The wheels are rolling beneath my feet Stereo's craning a viscous beat 59 more miles to go till we reach this town half a tank of gas is left skies dark
All of your rules are a bunch of shit I try to drink a fucking beer and you can't deal with it maybe you should see the light what the world sees SLC
You have seen us all here, you've seen us their Spiky jackets and fucked up hair I've always seen the way that you glare fucked up grins and fucked up
With a broken nose, and a broken heart He knew things went wrong, right from the start from the day he was born, he didn't have much but it didn't keep
