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Chicago Day Drinkin'

by Beerfinger

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Do you dance like a Muppet when you're in your car? Do you fuck your hand to porn bizarre? Are you two trench coats inside a kid? Is your happiness cyanide you’ve hid? Welcome to the freak show! Another friend we didn’t know. Come on in! Oh dear, if you fear To let your freak flag fly There's a sure cure Trust me I don't lie. HAHAHA! Time to let the booze flow. We're day drinking in Chicago. Do you ever feel like a falling star? But always get a smile showing your scar? Would you rather be Rasputin than the tsar? Are you drinking moon from a mason jar? I can say you're sunshine. I could call you gold. You may be okay Buying lies they sold, But at the end of day Wouldn't you rather I told You're a greasy strangler motherfucking bold? HAHAHA! Time to let the booze flow. We’re day drinking in Chicago. Do you pitch yourself as write-in for elections? Do you watch Olympics hoping for erections? Have you cut yourself trying to feel? Did you kill your lover cuz that was the deal? I can say you're sunshine. I could call you gold. You may be okay Buying lies they sold, But at the end of day Wouldn't you rather I told You're a greasy strangler motherfucking bold? HAHAHA! Time to let the booze flow. We’re day drinking in Chicago. Nightmare wizard. Jizz rain blizzard. Knife thru a gizzard. Dressed as Eddie Izzard. Witch teen butter bean murder queen… Are you living the dream? Fuck who calls it obscene! Did acid leave your brain a bit of burnt of bread? Did you prove a point torching the bed? Were your teenage days the hell bound heart? Are your romances doomed from the fucking start? I can say you're sunshine I could call you gold You may be okay Buying lies they sold, But at the end of day Wouldn't you rather be bold? Step into the freak show Misery will go -- HAHAHA! Time to let the booze flow. We’re day drinking Chicago. (oh yeah, come on in…)
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Gutter Ducks 03:36
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We were feeling fine drinking wine When the grapevine Whispered we're dull Oh in need of lol Laughter filling a skull We figured pull the trigger Going bigger this night spice it up right with psychedelic delight Yeah get that lysergic ecstatic Sweet acid dramatic It’s been so long hey what could go wrong? Faster than a rabbit It kicked in quick Sub-light engage I feel sick Brace for the Gs Grinding all gears Twist the horizon For peppermint tears Don't try to peel me I'm not an orange If anyone gets skin I'm taking yours Off the hinge Kicking in doors My head might be melting Happily smelting A vision of god Golden, furry, deep-fried cod Such a long time since smoking a dime That cube was a climb We should leave this cafe People are looking my way Feeding the fear my dear We’re in danger here Exit riding the light All through the night To psychedelic delight Fueled by that lysergic ecstatic Sweet acid dramatic Yo, what could go wrong? Head for the sunset Eat all the stars If I can't kill a Kennedy Let's hit a bar This was a mistake I'm not willing to bake Some of us or all of us Animus, hippopotamus Chrome covered cookies In lethal lemon jars How are your hands Driving my car? Where are we going? How can we be sure? When there's no road map The asphalt is pure Instinct to follow The yellow lines Into the hollow Friendly confines Your turn to say we’ll soon be okay Help me starting to sway Rocking good vibes To the guides of the clock Oh it takes a tick tock To let everything gel Ah hell, We started rough But hanging in tough There’s still time enough To enjoy the night With psychedelic delight. lysergic ecstatic Sweet acid dramatic I'm shitting my eyeballs I see my own ass Why the fuck is it covered In velveteen grass? Pinocchio's dildo Looks like his nose He broke off a piece See where it shows Why'd we pestered the jester To give us brain damage? I think there's a cure If we remember the adage And turn into a turtle Howl with both faces Then proceed to hurtle Coffins, dolphins, Landmines and vines Subway cabarets It's close to the quote Excuse my paraphrase. Oh, we’ll be fine Next week Back to sipping wine A bad trip knocked down But we still painted the town
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Bad Jokes 03:49
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Penelope 02:54
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Shots 03:16
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Crawl along the water Creep along the creek Bury the daughter, I killed last week I remember her Breaking like a bowl A hatch crack Started a shoal, And sailing on that Crimson flow She went to whatever Heaven may show. Crawl along the water Creep along the creek Bury my daughter, Or I’m never gonna sleep When she came back Was a welcome ghost, But I find I can't play host. She says she'll bite When I'm asleep With serpent fangs Deliver poison deep. Crawl along the water Creep along the creek Bury my daughter, Or I'm never gonna sleep. She got hollow eyes A mouthful of knives, The perfect tongue To whisper Devil wise Promises I'm due The same exact One, two I used to turn her whole world black. Breaking rocks like I broke her bones Hell’s the only future I own Crawl along the water Creep along the creek Bury the daughter, I killed last week Well, down she goes Into the native graves. Their sacred soil Shaman says it saves, Holds the specters Running wild -- I'll do anything To be rid of my child.
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Frothy mad dog In a ripple fog Going ghost In a winter smog Bark the oldest monologue Digging taps up Free of a clog Flow a second beer For honeys and hogs Ready to glow In the awfulest show Every Beautiful bruise Can’t make you lose Sippin’ ginger wine No low Pennyworth pride Smile ever wide Singing alkie psalms Car bombs Drained and Exploded Feeling reloaded Master deer hunter Can’t catch a dime Smoked ‘em all And lost the time To find an epic climb Away from A dying prime Out of this sweet Lovely grime Ready to glow In the awfulest show Every Beautiful bruise Can’t make you lose Sippin’ ginger wine No low Pennyworth pride Smile ever wide Singing alkie psalms Car bombs Drained and Exploded Feeling reloaded Champagne on a minimum wage Lager cruises Breaking the gauge Paper cuts out Turning the page Next chapter ‘s Coming of age A grenade To open the cage Rot water garbage juice Call it a joy Born to ever raise Another tall boy Beaten by the world That can’t it destroy Blood drunk Boozehounds of Illinois Ready to glow In the awfulest show Every Beautiful bruise Can’t make you lose Sippin’ ginger wine No low Pennyworth pride Smile ever wide Singing alkie psalms Car bombs Drained and Exploded Feeling reloaded
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Lady you know I love you so, But too soon I got to go. Lunch break is low On minutes to go Places in the ocean Diving in notions Like the pleasure where you’re peaches and cream All of the beauty I’ve ever seen Queen of my wettest dream For whom I do everything Next time I swear I'll show I care Caressing you everywhere. We'll find delights beyond compare, But right now, I'm sorry to share We've got five minutes to fuck. I'm sure you feel shit out of luck. It can’t always be A sea of ecstasy Would you settle for a trickle If I bring the French tickle? Sorry to sour Dry out a flower Maybe the cure To my lack of allure Is a tube of lube I've got cherry If it'll make you merry Let’s grease this pole Then you can show Where the wild goose goes Next time I swear I'll show I care Caressing you everywhere. We'll find delights beyond compare, But right now, I'm sorry to share We've got five minutes to fuck. I'm sure you feel shit out of luck. It can’t always be A sea of ecstasy And you’re so beautiful I’m quick to the pinnacle Tomorrow night We'll do it right. Romantic messages Oily massages. Candlelight Holding you tight I’ll make ya swoon Then we’ll cuddle and spoon, But right now, We've got five minutes to fuck Before I gotta get Back on the truck. We had ten, but then got to talkin'. It can't always be All night long Even if I was That strong R&B screwed me Made a quickie seem lazy. Lady you know I love you so, But too soon I got to go. It can’t always be A sea of ecstasy And you’re so beautiful I’m quick to the pinnacle Tomorrow night We'll do it right. But here now, We've got five minutes to fuck It’s better than none Let’s shoot the love gun
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Sunset 01:53
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Evening Jug 02:57
Before the grave Pull out the plug Pass around The old jug Fill up a mug Fucking chug And if you Sink to the rug Have a second slug There’s always a reason You can quit Mix enough bullshit And call it legit I don’t drink To that wasted wit Come on! What are you waiting for There’s no wider door I poured you a double And got a French whore That’s a fucking drink Have another four Just cuz it’s night The day’s not done We’ll carry on To another sun Life maybe short But we’re on the long run Oh yeah! Take the parting glass Stick it in your fucking ass Even a dive Houses holy mass Don’t interrupt Until our face is in the grass Everyone is welcome Have a good time We may be different But I bet we rhyme The only crime You spent your own dime On no Next round’s on me That glass can’t be empty Zero to sixty Are you feeling frisky? Tonight get risky Have a sixth whiskey Yeah, I’ve fallen And broke my head But it’s not like I’m fucking dead Here’s where we cheers To how we’ve bled Oh yeah!

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released March 20, 2021

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Beerfinger Chicago, Illinois

Beerfinger is a Chicago area alternative metal project that takes little seriously, and each album can be regarded as an audible chapbook of heavy metal inspired poetry. Produced entirely by writer J. Rohr.

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