Little Old Beer Drinker, Me Lyrics

I find myself praying for peace

So the grain gets sown and the hop bells grow

So the craftsmen can make some more beer

And it won't get so far, that there is no more

Now the summer's gone, and the day moves on

And the fridge went empty so I'll drink them warm

You are on my mind, I feel left behind

Though I know you'll be back in a while

Little old beer drinker, me

The saddest piece of shit I bet you've ever seen

The room stinks, the shutters are down

So glad you're not here to see what I have become

Time to go out as the moon beats the sun

find a bar to make my brain go even more numb

The good times are here there can be no more doubt

I will down 10 more beers till i can only shout

Is anyone else here with me?

Can you feel life get less shitty?

A round for everyone who still knows how to walk

One more for everyone still capable to talk

Times are tough

Tomorrow will be rough

But I'll be fine you'll see

Little old beer drinker, me