Drinking Song
(A. Kessler/M. Zapata/M. Dresdner/S. Moriarty)

I tend to drink too much sometimes 
I fall a little [bad word] on my face 
I get up I [bad word] up I head to the bar 
For another round with all of my friends 

Here's to 'em To all of my friends 
Here's to 'em To all of my friends yeah 
Here's to 'em To all of my friends 
Here's to the [bad word]  the best of my friends 

Step up to the bar we tip the bartender first 
Keep 'em filled to the rim 
There might be a bit of a brawl that breaks out 
But we always leave when we should 

So with this pint I toast to you to all of my friends 
Keep healthy and good I clench it tight and 
I raise it high May the [bad word] over 
And drinks never be denied 

I know work is the worst part of the day 
But when you get out the fun will pay 
So now drink with me to no end 
'Cause here we are with the best of our friends 
It's all I got left in the end are my friends 
God love 'em my [bad word]  friends