Drinking all alone
drinking on my fuckin own
throw my fucking bloody wall
we will anarquize
and teh bottles are system change, change, change
A hundred bottles of beer in the wail
A hundred bottles of beer in the wail
A hundred bottles of beer in the wail
Leave my hairdresser
and i make it bloody mess
drink my fucking beers
and i don’t bloody share
then i realize
teht the bottles are gonna gly
until we make the system change, change, change
A hundred bottles of beer in the wail
A hundred bottles of beer in the wail
A hundred bottles of beer in the wail
i’ll remain drunk
and the people will call me punk
stick my fucking beers
up their fucking bloody bud
suddenly by surprise
the bottles wil start to fly
until we make the system change, change, change
A hundred bottles of beer in the wail
A hundred bottles of beer in the wail
A hundred bottles of beer in the wail.
