Macc Lads - All Day Drinking lyrics

Staggered in MaccDonald's on a Friday afternoon All the pubs were shut, there was knob all else to do I said: 'Give us a big mac, now, you spotty little twat.' He said: ' Have a nice day, sir, would you like a paper hat?' I said: 'Have a nice day, bollocks, where's me fu*king mac? And I'll have a pint of root Beer in a proper fu*king glass. If its some new bloody lager, I'll smash your nose into the Floor, I won't be drinking in MaccDonald's when they change the drinking laws Then I'll drink, drink, drink, 'til its coming out me ears, drink, drink, drink, 'til the pub runs out of beer, drink, drink, drink, 'til I can't take another sip, -all day drinking on an intravenous drip What's the point of drinking up at three-o-fu*king clock? Whеn there's decеnt hours in Scotland, but that's all full of Jocks. The penny-pinching ba*tards have all got ginger hair And it takes an hour to buy a pint, you can't understand a word. And they're queuing up outside The pub, waiting for a sale, bet they wished they put their bags on when it blows a fu*king gale Everyone will buy more beer when they change the drinking laws, they can spend the extra tax They get, and mend that fu*king Wall.'