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Where have all the good drinks gone
And where is alcohol
Where are hundreds cans of beer
To make drunk us all
Isn't there a cold beer in hand of a tittied girl
Whole night I wait and I dream and I dream of what I need

I need a beer Oh!
I'm holding out for a beer 'til the end of the night
It's gotta be strong
And it's gotta be cold
And it's gotta be fresh from the fridge

I need a beer Oh!
I'm holding out for a beer 'till the morning light
I gotta be sure
And I gotta be drunk.
'cause beer is the part of my life

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's a land of endless cold beer
Bathing in the lake of beer and desire for more
I'm feeling like a supermen in my imagined world

I need a beer Oh!
I'm holding out for a beer 'til the end of the night
It's gotta be strong
And it's gotta be cold
And it's gotta be fresh from the fridge

I need a beer Oh!
I'm holding out for a beer 'till the morning light
I gotta be sure
And I gotta be drunk.
'cause beer is the part of my life

Where the sounds of metal meets five of us
guitars and drums smashing the pit
I could swear that there's cold beer
Waiting for me
Through the gig and the noise and the pit
And then after all
I've got one desire
Cup filled with alcohol

I need a beer
I'm holding out for a beer...

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