Beer

The beer I had for breakfast was a bottle of mad dog And my 20/20 vision was fifty percent off You said punch-buggy red and punched me right in my left eye I said don't you mean pediddle? and I lit his house on fire He came home on acid I was holding

Watching the fields, all the flowers and colors Come, take the tables, put the benches on the grass Battle has gone and we'll celebrate the victory Fighting is over, now it's time to have some fun! Take my hand and we'll dance around the tables Prepa

[verse] She called me late last night, to say she loved me so It didn't matter anymore, I say she never cared And that she never will, I'd do it all again I guess I'll have to wait until then [chorus] And if i get drunk well, I'll pass out On the flo