All my neighbors are fast asleep And I can’t find anything to drink McKenzies drank all the grain alcohol So I’m headed down the street to first call Me and the band where staying up late Kimmy and Victor got dropped from the plate But no one was content with the ones they all saw So I said: “It’s only four short blocks to first call” It’s not a walk of shame, it’s a walk of pride People going to work, while we’re getting dark eyed The sun’s coming up, the things are going down So shut the fuck up and I’ll get the next round . 6am, we’ll start all over again No one applying the brakes We start discussing the shakes We’re gonna eat the cold egg We’re gonna see Toby Ted We’re not gonna let sun Right out of sight when we’re done . It smells like lychotall, diapers and mold And everyone around me is over 60 years old But we’re gonna sugar the next hour or 2 We all got each other and nothing better to do Irish coffee and Irish car bomb A fat drunk jew started singing this song I take a closer look and the fat guy is me So I buy him a shot and he buys me back 3 . 6am, we’ll start all over again No one applying the brakes We start discussing the shakes We’re gonna to eat the cold egg We’re gonna hang with Dave Gray We’re not gonna let sun Right out the side when we’re done . All my neighbors are fast asleep And I can’t find anything to drink The Loved Ones drank all of my alcohol So I’m gonna be the first one at first call I’m gonna be the first one at first call I’m gonna be the first one at first call I’m gonna be the very first one at first call I’m gonna be the first one at first call
Letra: Henrique Cesar Poldo
Compositor: Michael John Burkett (Fat Mike) (BMI)Editores: Nofx Music (BMI), Wixen Music Publishing Inc (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #3376539 em 11/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM