Ein zwei drei vier Lift your stein and drink your beer Ein zwei drei vier Lift your stein and drink your beer Drink, drink, drink To eyes that are bright
Golden days, in the sunshine of a happy youth Golden days, full of gaiety and full of truth In our hearts we remember them all else above Golden days,
When you are in love It's the loveliest night of the year Stars twinkle above And you almost can touch them from here Words fall into rhyme Anytime you
I'll walk with God from this day on His helping hand, I'll lean upon This is my prayer, my humble plea May the Lord be ever with me There is no death
Tonight was just a masquerade Tomorrow just another day Let come whatever Tonight or never I'll through the mask away Beloved with all my heart I love
Hell of a day to load a 22 and take it to the woods And then bring it to a body And somebody muthaf-cka not in solitary thinks it missin' from my Manage
I return before tables get turned It's my turn, spur of the moment They re-produce my sperm and try to clone it, stand firm Bumping The Firm, Phone Tap
I aint a killer but don?t push me I look a sucker in his eyes tell ya if he p-ssy Remember winter times, the people would overlook me The bitches would
Starting out with Berkeley Free Speech And later on at People's Park The winds of change fanned into flames Student demonstrations spark Down to Isla
I live like a freshman I still have a roommate I even moved to Brooklyn I still need a roommate I bet you didn't know I don't make much for this show
music and lyrics by Corb Lund They took away our dogtags, they had us grow our hair They gave us student visas when we were over there They staged us
(by The Verve Pipe) When I was young I knew everything She a punk who rarely ever took advice Now I'm guilt stricken, Sobbing with my head on the floor
Never cared if I was actin dumb Never made me wanna hide and run Always took the time to ask what's wrong Never made fun of my favorite song Now
When I was young I knew everything She a punk who rarely ever took advice Now I'm guilt stricken, sobbin' with my head on the floor Stoppin' baby's breath
Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are - to shove away the hand so fast? Who do you think you are? Well, maybe I'm the devil, to harbor the
wall warts and wires, emphatic the (p)liers you hide up your sleeve the net work delays cant hold me from the day that i lick the bowl clean you know
I laid my black heart on the table It may just make itself at home My tender jewel my precious pearl My ruby red my diamond girl I'll see you head up
