Guttermouth - High Balls lyrics

imagine my friend that the well has run dry the bar keep resigns cause there won't be more rye trade lies with your mates and then you have a good cry it's finally happened, no more good times what would you do and what would you say if some bloody ba*tard took the high balls away my god the world would insist that we cannot be happy until we are pissed off our a**! day by day they take our freedom who the hell gives them the right hold your gla** up high and we'll drink on and on and on and on if i'm happy or i'm sad jack daniel's makes me feel alright raise your gla** up hight and we'll sing on and on and on and on all we want all we want all we want is hight balls for everyone and then, this f**ed up world would seem alright hold on jacky, save me your goobyes hold on jacky, need double rye we got your back jack baby no more feelin dry so cheers to you my dear old friend come on jacky gimmie the good times come on jacky dont wanna walk the line we got your back jack baby no more feelin dry so cheers to you and all our/your friends tonight day by day they take our freedom who the hell gives them the right hold your gla** up high and we'll drink on and on and on and on if i'm happy or i'm sad jack daniels makes me feel alright hold your gla** up high and we'll sing on and on and on and on all we want all we want all we want is high balls for everyone and then,this f**ed up world would seem alright