| When we’re drunk then we don’t like to fuck around
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| Wicked thirst yet there is no beer to be found
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| Help us out or we will burn this town to the groung
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| Other bands will play but we all comes to drink
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| Unshowered entities that do nothing but stink
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| Fat and ugly, smelly pissed beynd belief
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| Gonna spew our vomit on your little piece
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| We’re kings, kings of beer
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| And love what’s in out veins
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| Kings, kings of beer sombriety our pain
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| We’re kings, kings of beer, kings of beer
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| Kings, kings of beer, kings of beer
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| Do you really think that we are serious?
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| Think again, man, you must be delirious
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| Certan groups claim the have senn the light of day
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| But we’re Tankard and have nothing to say
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| Other bands will play but we all comes to drink
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| Unshowered entities that do nothing but stink
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| What’s the foos, did you need food for that small mind?
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| We’re kings, kings of beer
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| And love what’s in out veins
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| Kings, kings of beer sombriety our pain
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| We’re kings, kings of beer, kings of beer
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| Kings, kings of beer, kings of beer
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| Look your doors 'cause Tankard’s coming to your town
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| When we’re drunk then we don’t like to fuck around
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| Wicked thirst yet there is no beer to be found
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| Help us out or we will burn this town to the groung
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| We’re kings, kings of beer
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| And love what’s in out veins
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| Kings, kings of beer sombriety our pain
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| We’re kings, kings of beer, kings of beer
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| Kings, kings of beer, kings of beer
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| We’re kings, kings of beer, kings of beer
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| Kings, kings of beer, kings of beer |