And when your girl's sh** father won't leave you alone Saying you ain't got the heart and you ain't got the soul, After working all day, overtime and some more, Just say, “I'm clocking out and heading to the bar” And when the dept collectors won't stop with the calls And your heat and your phone have been shut off And your girl's looking stressed and mighty raw Tell her, “We're clocking out and heading to the bar” And we'll all spin around, spin around and again No the lousy booze ain't just family, they're a trusted friend And if your life ain't fair just toast and sing Oi, cheers to us, we're the best of the all We all need to breathe, drinks are on me So drink on, drink on And when they lay you off from your lousy job, After five years, saying you did something wrong And the CEO is at the end of the bar Just scream, “Hey Prick, best get out of my bar” And when your sister's ex-boyfriend, The one who cheated a lot, Is smirking and laughing leaning on that bar And your girlfriend says you don't have to behave at all Just scream, “Hey Prick, best get out of my bar” Stay young, stay strong Because we're the ones, yah we're the ones Because it's one, two, three Knock them back with me And drink on