I GOT MY 12 BUCKS, SO LETS-
Get drunk, buy me a case of pabst, so we can die like punks

Sitting on the corner drinking a beer
I don’t have a single fear
I know soon the cops will come
Hopefully I’m not to drunk to run

Boots are stomping on the street
The pigs think they can’t be beat
If the fuck with us we won’t retreat

Look into my eyes and tell me what you see,
A broken promise and an empty flask,
A broken fucking promise and wasted memories

Sitting on the corner drinking a beer
I don’t have a single fear
I know soon the cops will come
Hopefully I’m not to drunk to run


I GOT ME 12 BUCKS, SO LETS-
Get drunk, buy me a case of pabst, so we can die like punks





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