Paroles de 3.5 Revolution

Need myself a beer Right this minute Found myself a can But there was nothin' in it Oh Miller I wish you were here Budweiser king of beers Fuck a glass of wine Or tanqueray Fuck a line of meth And fuck your 'ludes Clear blue skies And back on the cause Still a drinker without a cause 3,5 revolution Goin' on in my mind Grab myself a cold From the pack Grab myself another From the pack Grab myself a third From the pack Grab myself a fourth From the pack