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Basil Storey
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About a Beer
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This is the first sad song Basil has ever composed.
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Take charge
Charts position
» highest in charts: # 172 (156,213 songs currently listed in Alternative)
» highest in sub-genre: # 48 (37,613 songs currently listed in Alternative > Alternative General) » today's position: # 1794 in Alternative
» today's position in sub-genre: # 543 in Alternative General
» highest in sub-genre: # 48 (37,613 songs currently listed in Alternative > Alternative General) » today's position: # 1794 in Alternative
» today's position in sub-genre: # 543 in Alternative General
Lyrics
Baby I shoulda known it woulda hafta end-up this way,
Me 'n you starin' at eachother face-to-face,
And me watchin' the sweat rolldown the side
Of Your Bottle.
Since I was a kid we've always been the best of friends,
Knowing all along we follow stereotypical trends,
We keep-on using eachother, wasting ourselves,
Full-Throttle.
How could I possibly ever ignore you?
How could you exist without a man, a Man like me?
And how could this have turned-out any differently?
When I'm all done all grabbin' you by your neck,
And you've made me too lazy to play with my prick,
We can both sit back and dream about next time
We do our thing Tomorrow.
Me 'n you starin' at eachother face-to-face,
And me watchin' the sweat rolldown the side
Of Your Bottle.
Since I was a kid we've always been the best of friends,
Knowing all along we follow stereotypical trends,
We keep-on using eachother, wasting ourselves,
Full-Throttle.
How could I possibly ever ignore you?
How could you exist without a man, a Man like me?
And how could this have turned-out any differently?
When I'm all done all grabbin' you by your neck,
And you've made me too lazy to play with my prick,
We can both sit back and dream about next time
We do our thing Tomorrow.