wake up in the morining with nothing to do 

gotta start the day off with a case of brew 

hit the street at noon with beer stinkin breath 

go down to the river with a 20 pack of green death 

liquored up and pissed off on a saturday 

night if the beer runs out theres gonna have to be a fight 

scrounging for change just to buy a half rack 

well i guess it beats smoking crack 

its quantity not quality that counts 

its best when its served in mass amounts 

rather spend the evening getting drunk 

than getting laid BEER BRIGADE 

falling down shit faced totally drunk 

stupid dirtyminded fucking river rat punx 

sitting around sluggin down the malt liqour 

listening to GG and trying to be sicker 

drinkin to get drunk who cares about taste 

pop a PIGS EYE and pour it in your face 

drinkin to remember just drinkin too forget 

drinkin cause we just dont give a shit 

BEER BRIGADE