There's a reason
Why you're feelin' so high
And there's a reason
Why you're no longer dry
Must be the season
When those beer cans lie
All around us

So let that beerin'
Fill up your insides
And soon you're peein'
(And hopefully outside)
You've thought of stealin'
A truckfull one night
Like the 'Bandit'

So let the booze flow
'Til you're staggerin'
And then you spill some
Down all over your jeans
And let the booze flow
Till your gills, they turn green
Then you're heavin'

Let your Fosters
Turn you into a King
And make you blurt some things
That are quite obscene
And get your face slapped
You'll just think she is mean
And be gigglin'

There's a reason
Why folks stay away
'Cus you are slurrin'
And startin' to spray
You're not so pleasin'
When you're fallin' down
On the ground now

So let Budweiser
Send you 'off your face'
If you were wiser
You'd stop at one case
Be a 'pologiser
Then become shitfaced
On three six-packs

So let the booze flow
'Til you're startin' a fray
Because you think now
You're Mohammed Ali
Just let that booze flow
And you'll have a black eye
Now you're weavin'

Un-zip your fly
On the table you sing
It's such a disgrace - you
Don't care 'bout a thing
Soon will be jail time
And that booze was the thing
No appeasin'

(repeat twice and fade)