Tekstovi: Mustard Plug. Skapocalypse Now!. To Be.

I tied on my boots and strapped on my bracelet
To go out and meet some new faces
Went to the store to buy some dark gin
And now I know my night's ready to begin
A dozen friends in my big 'ol car
My '62 Buick can't take us too far
Out for the night, it'll be so rude
Gotta hold us down before the night is through

In Grand Rapids, there's nothing to do
When you're down it's the same way too
Gotta get up, do the best that you can
To be a fool, is to be a man

Well I went to the party with the big 'ol keg
They said the way I drank, they thought I had a hollow leg
Standing around, starting to groove
With my beer in hand I think I'll plot my next move
I spot a pretty girl giving me a wink
Trying to catch my eye, or so I think
Such a fool I am, should not have overlooked
That her eyes were only clouded by the smoke

Well I went to Denny's to buy me some food
Said it's the only place that can put me in the mood
I order my fries and always complain
But the way they taste I think I'd rather eat them plain
But I'm still with my friends, still having fun
Talking shit while the night is still young
But I bet they watch me drink as much as I'm able
I know they'll laugh when they find me passed out on the table