Lyrics Trojan Night - Hub City Stompers

Trojan Night - Hub City Stompers
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trojan Night, artist - Hub City Stompers. Album song Blood, Sweat and Years, in the genre Ска
Date of issue: 21.11.2019
Record label: Altercation
Song language: English

Trojan Night

See a shiny silver keg, it’s as big as a whale!
And it’s full of Bass Ale!
Some sorority girls, yeah, I count about 20!
So come on!
And don’t bring any beer money!
Well 5:00 and the weekend’s in sight
But what’s to do on a Thursday night?
16 skins and a broken down car
No booze, no girls, no money for the bar
When down the street walk a couple of chaps
With little Greek letters on their baseball caps
Yappin' and flappin' 'bout the party going down
Oh that’s right, this is a college town!
An end to our frustration!
Don’t need an invitation!
So with street under boot, we’re hot in pursuit
And set upon the village set to pillage and loot
Big, Greek letters hanging over the door
Fools behind it don’t know what’s in store
We roll through the door, and ain’t that a bitch:
A forest full of Gap and Abercrombie & Fitch!
But no one says a thing to us, perhaps out of fear
So half of us go for the girls, the rest go for the bseer
Don’t mind the staring faces!
We’ve found our beer oasis!
Just look the other way…
…when we enter the door and empty your keg!
…when my hand is sliding up your girlfriend’s leg!
…your beer or your life, we’re not too demanding!
…and at the end of the night you’ll still be standing!
As the night moves along, the beer flows strong
There’s low-cut jeans and high-jacked thongs
Street battle stories told loud and proud
From sloppy, drunken mouths to a captive crowd
Frat boys challenge us to drinking games
We rise to the occasion and we put 'em all to shame
No «chug!
chug!
chug!»
for the neighborhood thugs
So put away your dixie cup, we brought our gallon jugs!
A thaw in our relations!
Made through inebriation!
We came!
We saw!
We drank!
We flirted!
Now the beer is gone the place will be deserted!
Thanks from the bottom of our beer guts
We’re going back to Welton Street to sit on our butts
And if a few Theta girls come with us
No need to make a fight, no need to make a fuss
You’ll know where to find 'em at half-past-two:
On the walk-of-shame home from the neighborhood crew!
Got just what we were needing!
And until our next meeting…

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