Beer Politics Lyrics

I wanted more beer I wanted it for free

But the faggot behind the counter would not give it to me

He called the f..ckin cops 'cause I tried to rob the store

The stupid f..ckin judge said, I can't drink no more

What the f..ck am I to do?

I wanna drink more beer!

What the f..ck am I to do

I wanna drink more beer right f..ckin now

I wanted more beer some 40’s and whiskey

But the fag behind the counter would not give it to me

He pulled a f..ckin gun cuz I threw a brick at his head

But he forgot to f..ckin load it

Boy I bet his face must have been red

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SBC Drunk Punks...

I've spent many f..cking nights

Hanging out with SBC

Drinkin' mad dog wine and nattys

Breaking in to the factory

We threw a f..cking fridge

Off the highest f..cking floor

Right now I'm in mexifornia

But soon I'll be back in salem for more

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Well, I guess that’s a little taste of my memories... beer politics