Yeah
Drunk punks (Forty-ounce, forty-ounce)
Fuck politics (Forty-ounce)
I'm a punk-star, bitch, I feel like Fish Narc!
Drunk Punx, forty-ounce on a Tuesday (on a Tuesday)
I really liked you, but it was just a phase
Coming out when the moons out (when the moons out)
On the highway going fast with the roof down
Drunk Punx, forty-ounce on a Tuesday (on a Tuesday)
I really liked you, but it was just a phase
Coming out when the moons out (when the moons out)
On the highway going fast with the roof down
I'm good at being a bad boy
I'm a Goth Boi, I'm not a sad boy
Tattoos on my neck and my face too
Live life fast I wanna race you
Drunk Punk, I get fucked up
Maybe it was Tuesday, it was just us
It was just us
It was just us
Maybe it was Thursday, it was just us
Drunk Punx, forty-ounce on a Tuesday (on a Tuesday)
I really liked you, but it was just a phase
Coming out when the moons out (when the moons out)
On the highway going fast with the roof down
Drunk Punx, forty-ounce on a Tuesday (on a Tuesday)
I really liked you, but it was just a phase
Coming out when the moons out (when the moons out)
On the highway going fast with the roof down
