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Beercan Burial
This is what we're afraid of, it is our greatest fear It's not a rapist, ghost or maniac, we've run out of beer!
We need more brew we've got no time to waste Cases of malt liquor, I know just the place Who's got some cash, where's the money we need? Weredude spent it all on some shitty skunk weed!
What a fuckin douche, now we're all screwed That's when the best of ideas was brewed! We don't need cash, just some man power we'll rob a liquor store in a half an hour
We need more sets of hands, more zombies is what we need Pile up some dead bodies, summon Witchdoctor Steve! Our buddies Mr. Potts and Officer Rathbun Reanimate their bodies, before they start to turn
We march our freshly made zombie bros quietly down the street They're hungry when they're new so we feed them hipster meat To the liquor warehouse on 18th and Ash, we're breaking in we don't need cash Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Chainsaw brought his old pickup truck, we're stealing it all, we don't give a fuck
Cases of malt liquor, only the finest Thousands of cans, piling up behind us Mickys, King Cobra, Schlitzes Blue bull Steel Reserve 211, out of control
Country Club, High Life, Colt 45 So drunk, fucked up, I feel so alive Throw the can behind you, start to slam dance Oh shit, oh fuck! An avalance of cans!
We stole too much beer, way more than we need! Where did all the bodies go? What happened to Steve?! We lost our ghouls Rathbun and Potts, this is a fucked scenario Run for your life, oh holy shit, this is a fuckin beercan burial!
Beercan Burial, Fuck!
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