Can't Get the Stink Out

We were drinking with

Pollack, He drank a fifth of

Grappa He told me that he loved me,

And then he kicked me in the chest.

Reap upon with

David, Lies sitting on heartache

The chances of us winning are about 1 in 16,

He talked about the old days,

Allegiance that are many,

Across from us guys are sitting

From g'd up ************s.

And how, it was,

TOTALLY FU

CKED! We were drinking at the

Franken, With 2000

Dirty Squatters,

We didn't want to fight them,

So instead they beat each other up.

The Squatters don't have money,

But at least they don't have showers,

So when they're drinking their own piss,

We didn't think much of it.

The moral of this story,

Don't use your better judgment,

Cause what good is an evening,

If you can't even remember.

Just how, it was,

TOTALLY FU

CKED!