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Cruising the storm drenched night in search of
A brew that will quench our mighty thirst on
A car full or retards giong apeshit
Were out to get cider. We're not going to quit...
We're a bunch of fucking posers
Store after store and all are sold out
We've been here before on this cider bout
We're willing to pay or to steal it
Bob got overzealous and broke my windshield
