آهنگ: The Gits. Drinking Song.

I tend to drink too much sometimes

I fall a little drunk on my face

I get up I brush up I head to the bar

For another round with all of my friends



Here's to 'em To all of my friends

Here's to 'em To all of my friends yeah

Here's to 'em To all of my friends

Here's to the bastards, the best of my friends



Step up to the bar we tip the bartender first

Keep 'em filled to the rim

There might be a bit of a brawl that breaks out

But we always leave when we should



So with this pint I toast to you to all of my friends

Keep healthy and good I clench it tight and

I raise it high May the spirits runneth over

And drinks never be denied



I know work is the worst part of the day

But when you get out the fun will pay

So now drink with me to no end

'Cause here we are with the best of our friends

It's all I got left in the end are my friends

God love 'em my fuckin' friends