Ten Cent Beer Night Songtext
von Municipal Waste
Ten Cent Beer Night Songtext
Vengeance sets a stage
Violence when these two teams play
Rivalry escalates
Twelve ounces seal this evening′s fate
Drink deal like no where else
Fans cannot control themselves
No reason they should not
No point for them to stop
It seemed like a good idea
It's all just fun and games
The best mistake this home team ever made
Knife-wielding, chair-tossing drunks
Stumbling, stoked, fist-swinging punks
Ten cent beer night fuels this evening′s hunt
Vengeance all we can afford
Order's not to be restored
Ten cent beer night's what we call this war
The topless rush the mound
To the cheers of every person ′round
Batteries fill the sky
The fists begin to fly
Clear the fucking bench
Rush the goddamn field
All hit the deck
We want more
10 cent beer
It seemed like a good idea
It′s all just fun and games
The best mistake this home team ever made
Knife-wielding, chair-tossing drunks
Stumbling, stoked, fist-swinging punks
Ten cent beer night fuels this evening's hunt
Vengeance all we can afford
Order′s not to be restored
Ten cent beer night's what we call this war
Violence when these two teams play
Rivalry escalates
Twelve ounces seal this evening′s fate
Drink deal like no where else
Fans cannot control themselves
No reason they should not
No point for them to stop
It seemed like a good idea
It's all just fun and games
The best mistake this home team ever made
Knife-wielding, chair-tossing drunks
Stumbling, stoked, fist-swinging punks
Ten cent beer night fuels this evening′s hunt
Vengeance all we can afford
Order's not to be restored
Ten cent beer night's what we call this war
The topless rush the mound
To the cheers of every person ′round
Batteries fill the sky
The fists begin to fly
Clear the fucking bench
Rush the goddamn field
All hit the deck
We want more
10 cent beer
It seemed like a good idea
It′s all just fun and games
The best mistake this home team ever made
Knife-wielding, chair-tossing drunks
Stumbling, stoked, fist-swinging punks
Ten cent beer night fuels this evening's hunt
Vengeance all we can afford
Order′s not to be restored
Ten cent beer night's what we call this war
Writer(s): Richard Ryan Joy, Anthony R. Foresta, Philip Kyle Hall, David William Witte, Gregory Nicholas Poulos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com