The pint is in your hand puts a smile upon your
face The beer's the only reason that you set foot
in this place A drink might make you dance, but
then you might just get too drunk The more you
quaff, the more you puke, but are you more the
punk? What really gets on my wick are those who
can't hold drink They stop you playing solos, but
they don't stop to think The girl who slagged-off
Rupert really deserved a wedge It's enough to make
old soaks like me wanna turn straight-edge! They
knock into the mic-stand and they smack Paul in
the gob Start trashing Tony's drum kit while the
bloke's still on the job Wild Johnny gets mad
groupies who start treading on his clothes While
all I get's the p***head who ends-up treading on
my nose!
Remember the day your liver died Remember the day
your brain cells fried Hey now! hey now now! stop
being b***** silly Hey now! hey now now! you'll
get a droopy w****
face The beer's the only reason that you set foot
in this place A drink might make you dance, but
then you might just get too drunk The more you
quaff, the more you puke, but are you more the
punk? What really gets on my wick are those who
can't hold drink They stop you playing solos, but
they don't stop to think The girl who slagged-off
Rupert really deserved a wedge It's enough to make
old soaks like me wanna turn straight-edge! They
knock into the mic-stand and they smack Paul in
the gob Start trashing Tony's drum kit while the
bloke's still on the job Wild Johnny gets mad
groupies who start treading on his clothes While
all I get's the p***head who ends-up treading on
my nose!
Remember the day your liver died Remember the day
your brain cells fried Hey now! hey now now! stop
being b***** silly Hey now! hey now now! you'll
get a droopy w****