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

(Repeat Chorus)

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

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