Guttermouth - High Ball lyrics

simagine my friend that the well has run dry

the bar keep resigns cause there won't be more rye

trade lies with your mates and then you have a good cry

it's finally happened, no more good times

what would you do and what would you say

if some bloody bastard took the high balls away

my god the world would insist that we cannot

be happy until we are pissed off our ass!

day by day they take our freedom

who the hell gives them the right

hold your glass up high and we'll

drink on and on and on and on

if i'm happy or i'm sad

jack daniel's makes me feel alright

raise your glass up hight and we'll sing

on and on and on and on

all we want all we want all we want

is hight balls for everyone

and then, this fucked up world would seem alright

hold on jacky, save me your goobyes

hold on jacky, need double rye

we got your back jack baby no more feelin dry

so cheers to you my dear old friend

come on jacky gimmie the good times

come on jacky dont wanna walk the line

we got your back jack baby no more feelin dry

so cheers to you and all our/your friends tonight

day by day they take our freedom

who the hell gives them the right

hold your glass up high and we'll

drink on and on and on and on

if i'm happy or i'm sad

jack daniels makes me feel alright

hold your glass up high and we'll sing

on and on and on and on

all we want all we want all we want is

high balls for everyone

and then,this fucked up world would seem alright