The bikes come out tonight I can hear them in town, fifteen blocks away And I can hear them say "We're drinking down the gin And then the next thing we'll be doing it all again In the name of freedom" I won't say yes but I might say maybe If we're drinking at Al's Corral we don't got a lot of places to be She said meet me anywhere But just not over there I cannot breathe the air It smells like d**h, that's why she Tells me I've got to choose But I don't wanna choose What do I got to lose? A lot of nothing I won't say yes but I might say maybe If we're drinking at Al's Corral we don't got a lot of places to be Well maybe I'm a gold licker, but I'm watching UFC And I'm drinking at Al's Corral, it's the only place for me Well, said Jesus is on my side But I don't want him Will anyone be his bride? Well that and any time Watching the wind on me I hear a whisper Freedom is never free And that's a guarantee I won't say yes but I might say maybe If we're drinking at Al's Corral we don't got a lot of places to be Well maybe I'm a gold licker, but I'm watching UFC And we're drinking at Al's Corral, it's the only place for me Tell me I have to wait But I don't wanna wait Tell me I have to care But I don't wanna care Tell me I've got to choose But I don't wanna choose What do I got to lose?