Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Frat Boys, artist - Sudden Death. Album song Fatal Accident Zone, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.04.2002
Record label: Sudden Death
Song language: English
Frat Boys |
Now we may be inebriated, and somewhat dumb |
But I’ll tell you one thing, we can surely come |
To the party, and wreck the house |
Won’t go home at all, unless they throw us out |
So pass some more booze so I can blow chunks |
Listen to the cool sounds that we make when we’re drunk, ha haa! |
I-Eta-Pi, Kegga Bru |
Sigma-Epsilon-Chi, which one is for you |
And once you pledge your life is mine |
You’ll be a brother till the end of time |
And at the end of the world when the countries start nukin' |
Even if it’s a fluke, I’ll be in the back pukin' in the toilet |
Taste just as good comin' back |
Don’t let it go to waste we’re recycling that, tell 'em now |
Now I’ve been a brother since seventy-nine |
And I’m still in school now even though I’m forty-nine |
It’s not a problem 'cause I’m havin' fun |
And I plan to graduate in two thousand twenty one |
But it ain’t no thing 'cause I’m always tan |
And guaranteed to flunk every final exam |
Like M and M’s candy will melt in your beer |
To sleep with every girl on campus is why I’m here |
Now this Friday might be funky, and maybe even gory |
But I know this for sure it will not be boring |
'Cause we’re gonna get five hundred kegs |
And by the time the party’s through I won’t feel my legs |
My friends are gonna bring rum to the party |
Some Peach Tree Schnaaps, and gallons of Bacardy |
Funnels on the side, Jello shots in the cup |
And then I’ll start all over after throwin' it up |
Frat boys |
You know they drink till dawn |
Frat boys |
They’re puking on my lawn |
Frat boys |
You know they drink till dawn |
Frat boys |
They’re puking on my lawn |
Now life in the frat house is so much fun |
It’s just like Congress nothing ever gets done |
You see we get the girls every night |
But I wouldn’t use the toilet if you value your life |
But the house is sturdy, the fridge is full |
We got beer made from here, Buffalo, and Nepal |
We’re just one big family, a happy crew |
And all the roaches in the kitchen are brothers too |
Just do the right thing and we’ll accept you |
Unless you’re a black man, Hispanic, or Jew |
All you need is to pay your membership fees |
We want caaaaash, please no personal checks |
It’s only twelve-hundred dollars every month now |
I got a raaaaash, that’s your own damn fault |
Get off your lazy butt and go down to the vault |
We got lemon and tequila but we’re out of salt |
So if you’re here to pledge better be prepared |
The prophilactics are here and the sheep are there |
We’ll see if you’re a man or mouse |
You gotta prove you’re a man to get in the frat house |
To all the lady’s in the place I’m ready to go |
So if you wanna have fun just let me know |
Twelve at one time, or maybe more |
Powered by alcohol, I never get sore |
A Budweiser man, a tower full of power |
Urinated five times in the last half hour |
It’s five past eight, and I’m not drunk yet |
I’m behind schedule but I needn’t fret |
'Cause I drink and I drink while I sing the beer psalm |
Never gonna stop until I’m totally bombed |
I gag and I belch and I throw up too |
One toilet ain’t enough, you’re gonna need two |
To hold me, and all the stuff, that I throw up |
When my stomach erupts, get ready here it comes |
Better watch where it runs. |
The only one in the world who understands, toilet bowl |
Now I’m the one in the frat house in charge of supplies |
We’re a beer drinkin', class skippin' couple o' guys |
The house is so dirty that my teeth are brown |
And I’m the man with the biggest beer gut in town |
But I do plan to get out of here one day |
And on my diploma it will proudly say |
Never went to class, and he barely passed |
Was the third from the bottom in the graduating class |
Forget that, that can wait, bring the beer over here |
'Cause I wanna have fun and what’s one more year |
'Cause education ain’t nothing compared to bein' cool |
I may be a grandfather by the time I’m out of school |
'Cause I’m proud to be in a fraternity |
And when we have a party it’s the place to be |
We’re frats we’re frats we’re obnoxious little brats |
And we’re here for years 'cause our parents paid for that |