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