Macgregor - Drinker's Anthem lyrics

You put your tears in your gla** bottom And I'll tilt my pitcher to your problems I know tomorrow you still got'em But tonight we're gonna work it out What's the matter man? A better question would be what's not Let me tell you 'bout the problems I got My girlfriend left me My bank account's empty My rent be to high And my landlord sent me a notice Saying that I'm gonna get evicted And just when I thought couldn't get worse Suddenly it did... sh** kid what's wrong ya gettin me stressed My ex-girl just told me 'bout a pregnancy test that she took And it's a plus sign and it's mine all mine Damn that's crazy I feel for you That's enough about me what's the deal with you Yo my girl moved out cause she says that I'm a screw up My car's in the shop cause my engine just blew up My boss just fired me and said he should've never hired me My brain is full of stress and anxiety I seem bum but I'm holdin' back rage Cause last night my wallet got stolen backstage They maxed out my credit card at Ikea We should get drunk that's a good idea! Let's go to town hall and down all the crown Fall down in the round stall I bet would could drown all All our troubles away And just put our arms around each other and say something to the effect of You put your tears in your gla** bottom And I'll tilt my pitcher to your problems I know tomorrow you still got'em But tonight we're gonna work it out Ya see us pa** through the hourgla** quickly When you're taking straight shots of sour ma** whiskey And as my bar tab towers past 50 I realize everybody's gettin' trashed wit me Call the cab if you wanna stay alive Cause Roberto's pa**ed out yet he says that he's ok to drive SALUTE! I toast the apocalypse powerless Rob got me freed from your politics Now I just kick it like I'm pa**in' to a soccer teammate Everything is beautiful when you can't see straight So everybody grab ya mug and toast to the people that'cha love the most And tell 'em somethin' like... You put your tears in your gla** bottom And I'll tilt my pitcher to your problems I know tomorrow you still got'em But tonight we're gonna work it out (Horns solo) Yes Yes y'all