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ounce, we get drunk they call me a filthy fuck Well I am! 40 OUNCE, 40 OUNCE, 40 OUNCE CASUALTY 40 OUNCE, 40 OUNCE, 40 OUNCE CASUALTY 40 OUNCE, 40 OUNCE, 40 OUNCE CASUALTY

Oh yes! Down in the bar every fucking night getting in trouble and getting into fights If you lost your job or if you lost your home If your girlfriend

Sick of the pranks you play always on me, fuckin' insane I can see you all the way Always cool without the brains You put your pride above it all what

They all say they're worth it now Then you go and sell yourselves Go and watch some House of Rock Only hear some "Blah Blah Blah" Rock and Roll Kids

1234 What are you doing Oi Oi Oi Born in England Oi Oi Oi Bomb the Hippies Oi Oi Oi Women have rights Oi Oi Oi Oi Oi Oii Oi Oi Oi Oii Oi Oi

stampede for the exit sign And some fainted from the heat There were heroes who did their best to help The children escape the flames And the others

It's written of in papers, books and magazines For centuries adventurers set sail In schooners, clippers, sloops and brigs and barquentines O'er the

Daffodils and tulips Now surely they're a sign That lemonade and mint juleps Can't be far behind Love, there's a touch Of sweet perfume on the wind

no place left to run to Where you can stay above the fray We all learn to need to get along And not just get our way Not only for each other but For our