alternative
rock
acoustic
singersongwriter
Lyrics
Drunk on Monday,
High on Tuesday,
Hung over on Wednesday,
Let’s get some liquor for the weekend.
‘Cause we’re going to German Creek.
Better grab yourself a bag of reefer,
If you don’t pitch in, you ain’t smoking.
Chorus:
‘Cause we’re going to rock this town,
and people ain’t having no doubts
that Endless Observe can really play.
We had fifty one bottles of Zima,
And Mary Jane kept me scheming
of laying her down on the hill.
Yeah, we were camping on the Forth of July,
and my fireworks we kept flying
until I started a forest fire.
My friends went f*** ing crazy.
Our girls got a little lazy,
They chilled on the dock while we put out that fire.
But that was just fine with me,
‘cause my eyes were too squinted to see.
We looked in that fire: holy sh** that’s weed!
Now we’re listening to Buffet,
And some Bob Marley tunes,
Our 3 inch tweets busting on a Cherokee Lake cruise.
And we had just docked the float boat.
We were walking too my car
But I’d left my keys in Morristown;
It was a long damn walk too the bar.
Chorus 2:
Another crazy summer day,
just giving us a song to play.
I hope my friends like the sound.