Cheap Beer

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Me and my friends in a hundred dollar volva
Busting down the street and we're cruising Alvarado
Getting fucked up on the 101
Shooting our guns and having fun

I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you

Forty beers later and a line of speed
8-ball of blow and a half a bag of weed
Heading down the tracks to Mexico
Fucked on beer and staying gold

I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you

It's hot as hell in the ship like that Vietnam shit
Beer is always better with a bag around it
Dan's in the back puking on my seat
But me was drinking cheap beer, so it's okay by me
Supposed to be in Santa Monica at 8AM
FUCK THE CLOCKS, drink red again
Twenty three years I've been drinking cheap beer
Sixty-one more but from a liquor store

I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you

I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you