me and my friends in a hundred dollar volvo
busting down the street while cruising cruisin' down the road
getting fucked up on the 101
shootin' our guns and having fun
fourty beers later and a line of speed
eight ball of blow and a half pound of weed
heading down the track to mexico
fucked on beer and staying gold. i drink cheap beer
as i was saying all that shit like that vietnam shit
beer's always better with a bag around it
dan's in the back puking on my seat
but he was drinking cheap beer
supposed to be in santa monica at 8 a.m
fuck the clock and drink red again
twenty three years i've been drinking cheap beer