ZZ Top Beer Drinkers & Hell Raisers
If you see me walkin down the line With my favorite honky tonk in mind I'll be there about supper time With my can of dinner and bunch of fine Beer Drinkers, and Hell Raisers Baby don't you wanna come with me The crowd gets loud and the band gets tight Steel guitar cryin through the night Tryin to cover up the corner fight But everythings cool cause their just tight Beer Drinkers, and Hell Raisers Baby don't you wanna come with me The joint was jumpin like a cat on hot tin Lord I thought the floor was gonna give in Sound a lot like the house congressional Cause we're experimental and proffessional Beer Drinkers, and Hell Raisers Baby don't you wanna come with me
