1. |
Black Mold
02:03
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Yes, he can
No, he doesn't
Yes, he can
No, he doesn't
Yes, he can
No, he doesn't
Yes, he can
No, he doesn't suffer the little manchildren
Will you lick the black mold
off a Brabantiae with me
for good King Baudouin?
Lately, I've been getting
into port and madeira
as a digestif
Jean Van Roy said to me in a dream,
"Drink it now!"
They say, "It's not ready"
I say, "Dude, I think the blender knows–"
"Drink it now!"
They say, "It's not ready"
I say, "Dude, I think the blender knows best"
Yes, he does
No, he doesn't
Yes, he does
No, he doesn't
Yes, he does
No, he doesn't
Yes, he does
No, he doesn't suffer the little manchildren
Decanting that old bastard
through cheesecloth was her idea,
so was Mellencamp
We save the dregs
like homeopathic couples save placenta
"There's still life in there"
Jean Van Roy said to me in a dream,
"Drink it now!"
They say, "It's not ready"
I say, "Dude, I think the blender knows–"
"Drink it now!"
They say, "It's not ready"
I say, "Dude, I think the blender knows best"
Yes, he can
No, he doesn't
Yes, he can
No, he doesn't
Yes, he can
No, he doesn't
Yes, he can
No, he doesn't suffer the little manchildren
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2. |
Bottle Share
00:56
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I don't have a problem
Don't call it a hobby
This, my friend, is passion
Step into my closet
Want to see my Johnson temperature control unit?
You spill the Zenne,
you kick the cuspidor,
topple plates of charcuterie
And when my son gets home from practice,
you smack him on the derriere
Bottle share with the boys
I polished all my Spiegelau
Bottle share with the boys
Our wives gave us a pass
Except for Mark; he just got divorced
Bottle share with the boys
She took the car, the kids,
and even his Selectie C
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3. |
Friars
01:43
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Charcoal marked friars begin
their fast with a cold round,
thanking Barnabas for perfecting Salvator
Not by bread alone
Blessed be its liquid form
Alleluia, allelu
Shame on those brothers
who have dared crack wise about Ayinger
Your goat curse will take longer
to break than the Cubs' did
Not by bread alone
Blessed be its liquid form
Alleluia, allelu
Yellow bell (chosen just for you)
Yellow bow (chosen over you)
Yellow foe (oooh)
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4. |
Double DBA
02:42
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Where were you when you heard the news?
"DOUBLE DBA IS DISCONTINUED (discontinued)"
Kent took it the hardest,
cooped up with McCartney II on repeat
Careful where you point that A&G, Danny
Man, it's a loaded gun (loaded gun)
Loaded gun (oooh)
A loaded gun (oooh)
A loaded gun (oooh)
A loaded gun
A loaded gun
O.K.
I could go for Grevensteiner,
long as it's with you
These chords restore
when we are not (we're not) O.K.
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Wookie and Opal got the can, too
(Wookie and Opal got canned)
There is no why, and I am a nihilist Neo-Dadaist
CCing my boss on one inch of ice
I hear it creak
I see it crack
I hear a gun discharge
I take that back (oooooh)
Somebody popped (oooooh)
another small format A&G o'er the sink
O.K.
I could go for Grevensteiner,
long as it's with you
These chords restore
when we are not (we're not) O.K.
You did this to us
You made us this way
A pox upon you,
Burtonians say
O.K.
I could go for Grevensteiner,
long as it's with you
These chords restore
when we are not (we're not) O.K.
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5. |
Hopslam Mania
02:44
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Hopslam Mania [Nearly] Ruins a Good Night Out
Imagine this:
You're at a small, low key,
beer-centric establishment
on a Saturday night
enjoying a nice brew or two
when a roving mob of Hopslam fanatics
storms in and proceeds to order
all of the Hopslam
like it's going out of style
Throwing back that sweet hop nectar
Even double fisting
"Really, I'm just getting one for a friend"
But this Hopslam Mania– bitter taste in my mouth
Too bad anyone that might like to have
(or potentially try for the first time)
a Hopslam
wouldn't have the opportunity
'cause a pack of drunks came in,
hell-bent on drinking it all themselves
They proceeded to pound
all of the Hopslam
like it's going out of style
Throwing back that sweet hop nectar
Even double fisting
"Really, I'm just getting one for a friend"
But this Hopslam Mania nearly ruins a good night out
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6. |
Shut Out
01:35
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Used to drink Modus and Old Rasputin
Now I flip Monkish cans for one-off Drie
Got a guy in Holland,
sends me Viggy and St. Lam
Shipping there's expensive,
but I need my Loons
You know the drill,
standing in line with our mules
Triple allocation for this week's Side Project fruited wild
Don't I feel bad?
Bro, you're just mad you got shut out
Once I found a berry
in the bottom of a bottle of Lambiek Special
God bless De Cam
Gotta find a polo like the one Karel wears
Gooik seems nice
I would move there
You know the drill,
standing in line with our mules
Triple allocation for this week's Cycle adjunct stout
Don't I feel bad?
Bro, you're just mad you got shut out
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