Producers Bar Lyrics

The drummer looks a bit too drunk

And the bassist looks a bit too stoned

The singers dancing out the front

The guitar man wants the microphone

The whole crowds full of speed and booze

Drunks, punks and hardcore dudes

The atmosphere ain't to be missed

But a vague blur coz their all too pissed

Half the crowd came for a beer

The bands too loud, they couldn't hear

So every body, came to the front

All in the name, of having fun

Oi Oi

Oi Oi

I got my first taste of booze

Backstage before the Brothers Goon

Go ahead and call that punk

He said

I Got the young cunt drunk

He stole the mic, and jumped on stage

He spilt the beers, on the PA

The night was fucked, and so was he

The mosh pit turned into a free for all frenzy

Oi

Lucky Mitch, doesn't need a PA

He's screaming his ass off, in front of my face

We sang along, but didn't know the words

Apart from me and Brett, who studied every verse

Catch ya later Adam Slater

You are my bro

I think about you every time

I go and play a show

I dedicate this song to you

And every one who's in the crew

Memories go round in Circles, shit

Especially inside a circle pit