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"My Hearty Drinking Song"

O some they play Bob Marley
And mellow out with weed
I opt for hops and barley
It works out well indeed
So smoke your dusty reefer
Or suck your homemade bong
For I will stand with beer in hand
And my hearty drinking song

With a ho ho ho and a hey hey hey
My Hearty Drinking Song.

It's beer the noble beverage
Of which I sing tonight
A little elbow leverage
Will keep you good and tight
I won't drink wine or sherry
Because I'm not from France
I was born right here so give me beer
God damn where are my pants

With a ho ho ho and a hey hey hey
My Hearty Drinking Song.

There's alcohol in this brown ale
It's not a large amount
But if you have sixteen of them
Rest easy, it'll count
A high school kid will risk his neck
To get a can or two
But I am thirty and a half
I think I'll have a few

With a ho ho ho and a hey hey hey
My Hearty Drinking Song.

My mother's family's all right
They're San Francisco Irish
When I go there we all get wet
And dewy-eyed and smilish
My uncle Peter's for a priest
My great-aunt Jean's a nun
They drink like fiends sent straight from hell
And Jean, she's got a gun

With a ho ho ho and a hey hey hey
My Hearty Drinking Song.

If you are a teetotaler
That's your God-given right
But it will take an act of God
To get me home tonight
I'll have the one I'm holding
I'll have some of its friends
And then I'll go joyriding
In your Mercedes Benz

With a ho ho ho and a hey hey hey
My Hearty Drinking Song.

I've never smoked a cigarette
Cause I'm afraid of cancer
My family's susceptible
That is my standard answer
I will not touch cigar nor pipe
Don't want no halitosis
But look out liver here it comes
I'll chance it with cirrhosis

With a ho ho ho and a hey hey hey
My Hearty Drinking Song.

I guess I've thrown away my life
I pass the day in bed
I've alienated my young wife
My daughter hangs her head
I sneeze and it is silver
I cough and it is gold
So quick hand me another stein
Of gleaming bitter cold

With a ho ho ho and a hey hey hey
My Hearty Drinking Song.

The end is coming closer
My song is nearly sung
I cannot walk so pour my drink
Into my iron lung
"I loved to drink" my tombstone reads
In case you couldn't tell
I wish they drank in heaven
So I guess I'll drink in hell

With a ho ho ho and a hey hey hey
My Hearty Drinking Song.

― Haikunym (Haikunym), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:11 (twenty-two years ago)

sorry that's so long
but you need a lot of song
to get really drunk.

― Haikunym (Haikunym), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:12 (twenty-two years ago)

"Got Fucked Up" by The Pounders
oooh baby
I've been watchin' you
You been hangin' round wit another guy
It ain't cool
I ain't no fool
Oh no-o
Don't wanna be a player in your game of Whiskey
Frisky
yeah, yeah, yeah
Frisky
yeah, yeah, yeah
Frisky
yeah, yeah, yeah
No, It ain't cool, yeah
No, I ain't no fool, yeah
You gotta go
You'll never blow
Won't let you blow
I've had enough yeah
Your lighter fluid is my milk
It ain't working
Oh no
It ain't cool
Ain't gonna be a fool for you

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:26 (twenty-two years ago)

puddin puddin pud-din
puddin puddin pud-din
puddin puddin pud-din

cha cha cha!

― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:28 (twenty-two years ago)

"Cerebral rock fans will be welcomed by..."

― Dom Passantino (Dom Passantino), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:31 (twenty-two years ago)

like to stiiiick my toooongue in a donut
like to stiiiick my toooongue in a donut
like to eaaaaat a biiiiig fat donut
I'm lovin a donut
all niiiiite loooooooong

(12 bar blues)

― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:33 (twenty-two years ago)

Oh say can you see, by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

― Broheems (diamond), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:35 (twenty-two years ago)

haha!

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:35 (twenty-two years ago)

I had to read that three times to figure out you hadn't changed a word

― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:36 (twenty-two years ago)

Comittee 2000 baby
Iconz, street money, yall ready?
C'mon...

[Chorus:]
If you smoke weed now
In this bitch hit you all wit a clown
Got a drink that you cant put down?
When a fight, will the shit go down?
Get fucked up, (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, (get fucked up)

Nigga who? Look at all the shit we do
Comittee bless nigga with tracks I'm finessing the raps
You got a hundred dolla better
Must confess in chaps
Some labels spend a fuckin mill
See these still on the rack
I got a, clique that nigga strapped ready for war
We prefer to ball then get bomb head from hoers
You know it's, all nigga when my click poll licka
Nigga shining too, make that ice look bigga
Out of Detroit ??? out here bangin my nuts
Perfect cut sumplying shise shit im just too much
Niggas hand will feel the rush when they turn me up
Bitches pussy will bust a nut when my clique come up
Iconz, playa we supposed 2 shine
Nigga fuck X and Co we gon blow your mine
We got some shit for that ass if you step out of line
The way comittee take control, yall gon fall behind

[Chorus]

Yo get fucked up, stay fucked up
Roll to the club in a navigator truck
Fly out the bar like I dont give a what...
Who you know out there stay fandied up
Plus these classy chicks they sick of shit
You need more then Benz cool to taste this chick
Yall ballas in the club gon try to hit
But yall aint even hear what shit (bitch what you say?)
Yo know my girls is gon clown
Get towed down
Yall better know we aint fucking around
Iconz super star like what...
Everybody better get fucked up

[Chorus]

Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)

How the fuck you wanna be like us? You ain't fly
Like TLC, she got it from Left Eye
We from the streets, got boys you cant buy
You ever gon find, my niggas die high
Sip on this fifth see here like Jimmy Keith
Yall pussy ass niggas cant ride with us
Bust guns with us
Get money with us
Still going around saying you bad as us
Playa we been on tracks
We been had stacks
Y'all half faggots getting hit from the back
How we bring the heat
But yall think yall hot
While we live ontop
And your crew does not
Me while your bitch ready what we got
You heard she gave us head outside in the drop
Then went home and tongue kiss you
Your only reply was "baby i miss you"
See that's the difference between yalls and ours
Yall baby stretch ours from here to tomorrow (uh)
From here to tomorrow (yall feel free to love that there)

[Chorus]

Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)

Iconz, comittee baby, get funked up
Get tow up (get fucked up)
Let's go (get fucked up)
Fo sho (get fucked up)
Uhu (get fucked up)
C'mon (get fucked up)
Iconz (get fucked up)
Street money what (get fucked up)
The comittee baby (get fucked up)
That's right c'mon
Get fucked up (get fucked up) That's right
Get fucked up (get fucked up) The comittee nigga
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Iconz nigga
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Street money nigga
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Where ya at huh?
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Where ya at huh?
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Where my dawgs huh?
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Where my bitches huh?
Yo, c'mon
Street money
Iconz
The comittee
Runnin shit (get fucked up)
2000 (get fucked up, get fucked up)
Uhh, uhh (get fucked up)
Where ya at? (get fucked up)
Nigga's where ya at? (get fucked up)
Bitches where ya at? (get fucked up)
Somebody get fucked up what??
Iconz what? what?
Street money what? what?
Uhh, uhh
The comittee what?
Where ya at?
Get fucked up
Just get fucked up
Niggas get fucked up
How many bitches in the club tonight?
Gonna get fucked up in this club tonight?
How many bitches....

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:36 (twenty-two years ago)

I won't drink wine or sherry
Because I'm not from France
I was born right here so give me beer
God damn where are my pants

My favorite part.

― luna (luna.c), Friday, 21 November 2003 04:38 (twenty-two years ago)

i like beer
la dee da da dee dee

― teeny (teeny), Friday, 21 November 2003 16:52 (twenty-two years ago)

Drunk.

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 21 November 2003 16:53 (twenty-two years ago)

Teeny wins

― smee (smee), Friday, 21 November 2003 16:55 (twenty-two years ago)

The taste is golden, like heaven
It feels good going down
Yeah it feels good going down
Its crisp and clean and not too bitter
I can taste it for hours
A foaming head
A subtle finish
Down your throat

― Chris B. Sure (Chris V), Friday, 21 November 2003 16:56 (twenty-two years ago)

Take me 'ome to 'Ackney
Giz a coupla sn'aats
Take me 'ome to 'Ackney
It's wot it's all abaaaat

Dan't want ta be
Where nabody knows me
I want ta die heya in the shit

So take me 'ome to 'Ackney
And chuck us a coupla sn'aats
Wontchoo take me 'ome to 'Ackney
It's what it's all abaaaat

Dan't give a fuck
Abaaaat good or bad luck
Jast leave me to sleep in the shit

So take me 'ome to 'Ackney
Ga'an lend us a coupla sn'aats
Last time, take me 'ome to 'Ackney
It's whaaaaaaat iiiiiiiiiiit's aaaaaaaaall abaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat

― Alex K (Alex K), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:02 (twenty-two years ago)

me and momus and a keg full of guinness
me and a crack pipe and gavin mcinnes
fucked up at the style lab with fauxhawks and mesh
puked on a keytar once played by john tesh

― disco donut (Jody Beth Rosen), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:04 (twenty-two years ago)

duh-da-duh-da-duh-pain!
duh-da-duh-da-duh-beer!
duh-da-duh-da-duh-less pain!

to the tune of "rock & roll pt. 2"

― fiddo centington (dubplatestyle), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:05 (twenty-two years ago)

Skol Skol Skol Skol Skol Skol Skol Skol

― Dave B (daveb), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:06 (twenty-two years ago)

I love the way this is turning out. Keep it up, more songs more songs please

― Haikunym (Haikunym), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:15 (twenty-two years ago)

Ribena, Ribena, Lucozade and a Panda Pop.

― jel -- (jel), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:26 (twenty-two years ago)

Cheap bottle of wine,
You come wrapped in twine,
I love you much more than my life
Doo dee doo doo dee doo doo dee doo

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:31 (twenty-two years ago)

Ev'!
Ry!
Time!
We!
Sing!
A!
Note!
We!
Chug!
A!
Noth!
Er!
Shot!

Oh,!
Ev'!
Ry!
Time!
We!
Schling!
A!
NooooooOOOooOoote!
WheeeeE!
Chu*hic*g!
A!
Lug!
A!
Luuuuug!
A!
Lug!
A!
Nuuuuuuhhhhh!
THUUUUURRRRR!
SHOOoOoOOooOoOOooooOOT!

[*expire*]

― Casuistry (Chris P), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:32 (twenty-two years ago)


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