Verse 1 We kicked in the door with a party-store grin, Said “Hope you got snacks ‘cause we’re rollin’ in,” Cooler in the corner like a holy shrine, Crack that lid—halle-fuckin’-lujah, it’s time. Didn’t bring a gift, didn’t bring no cheer, Brought our thirsty asses and an empty gear, If hospitality’s your biggest fear— Relax, my friend, we’re just here for beer. Pre-Chorus Don’t need champagne in a crystal flute, Just cold-ass cans and a decent root, If the vibe is warm and the fridge is near— You know exactly why we’re here. Chorus We’re here to drink your beer, Raise it high and give a cheer, We ain’t subtle, we ain’t sincere— We’re here to drink your beer. No speeches long, no bullshit tears, Just pop that top, let’s persevere, If the keg runs dry, we disappear— ‘Cause we’re here to drink your beer. Verse 2 We’ll compliment your questionable art, Pretend we care ‘bout your garden cart, Laugh too loud at your dumb-ass joke, As long as that tap keeps gettin’ stroked. We’ll say “Nice place!” and “Love what you’ve done!” While scannin’ the fridge like it’s treasure we’ve won, You say “Help yourself,” we say “Oh hell yeah,” That’s music sweeter than a fanfare. Pre-Chorus Don’t need caviar or fancy plates, Just salty chips and questionable dates, If it’s ice cold, crisp, and clear— Buddy, that’s why we’re here. Chorus We’re here to drink your beer, Clink that glass and kill that fear, We’ll toast to love, to chaos, to cheer— But mostly to drink your beer. No deep debates, no atmosphere, Just foam mustaches ear to ear, If the cops show up, we volunteer— We were just here to drink your beer. Bridge (Half-Time Chant) Chug, chug—don’t be shy, Life’s too short, we’re all gonna die, So pass that can, don’t disappear, We came with one mission crystal clear. No drama zone, no fake frontier— Just hoppy dreams and lager tears. Final Chorus (Bigger, Rowdier) We’re here to drink your beer, Sing it loud so the neighbors hear, We’ll clean up… maybe… next damn year— But we’re here to drink your beer. Raise ‘em up, my rowdy peers, To bad ideas and better cheers, If you invite us back next year— We’ll still be here… To drink your fuckin’ beer. 🍻
