Hammer Fight - Bar Room Bully
Broke as a joke, still we're all stoke We're gonna paint it red Drink turpentine, formaldehyde Walk like the fuckin dead We'll make ends meet, we always do Somehow we'll get our fill Now shut your mouth and buy the band a drink Give us all your beer money We can't afford our fix You can't imagine what it takes to load up us four pricks We'll buy our shots with change Hustle you with rigged street games As long as this night ends up in a ditch Hey babe, I like you shoes and everything you're wearing Not to be rude, but I can see you caught me staring Let's step out side and take a ride in the back of my van Just give me fifteen minutes and I'll send you back in to your man Give us all your beer money Just put it on your tab We'll take your car too cause we can't afford a cab Being poor ain't bad, we make the best of what we got But my vision isn't blurry yet So buy another shot Looks like you're buying This one's on you Another night dying That's what we do I'll give you forty bucks for one bag of regrets I know that shit's been stepped on, but it's all that I can get Just chop em out and then we'll blast off behind space Keep rolling over speed bumps and we'll lay this night to waste
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