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Friday Night Practice

This song was created for Game of Bands round 103 : "Under the Influence"

Lyrics:


Verse: Hey now, is everybody here
We agreed on quarter past ten
Where the hell did John disappear
We're practising without our frontman?

Look, it's George at the door
What's that vomit on your chest
No, not your shirt with the flower decor
Please go clean up and wait for the rest

Pre-C: Seems like Sergeant Pepper's Marching Band
Needs an alcohol addiction prevention plan

C: We're past our golden age
Filled with drunken bouts of rage
We've lost the british invasive beat
We're the Bottles and we're drunken shit
Beer is all we need
We've got the money for it, yes indeed
We've lost the british invasive beat
We're the Bottles and we're done with this shit

Verse: Paul aren’t you a little late, oh yeah, a whole fucking hour
That alcohol stench you used to hate permeates your body odour
Oh, John, you’re finally here, if your life was still intact
Maybe you’d have sober nights instead of this drunken band prac

Pre-C: Seems like Sergeant Pepper's Marching Band
Sinks faster in drink than in quicksand

C: We're way past our golden age
Filled with drunken bouts of rage
We've lost the british invasive beat
We're the Bottles and we're drunken shit
Beer is all we need
We've got the money for it, yes indeed
We've lost the british invasive beat
We're the Bottles and we're done with this shit

[Exit]

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