Still all this party, raising hell to get my beer I will go crazy, if I don't find it here Someone snatched my only joy If you touch it you will die I'll never give up, I'll will k** to get it back Which dirty ba*tards stole my beloved suds? Curses by the sixpack cast on you! Merciless I'll break you, thief of brew Still I am getting ill Need my regular fill I will have to k** For my rightful beer They all look guilty, it's a damn conspiracy I'll spare nobody fighting for liberty Crash the party with a cry Either they will die or I Fists in my stomach, kicking me in my poor face Bleeding and hurting they call me a disgrace Curses by the sixpack cast on you! Merciless you broke me, thieves of brew Still I am getting ill Need my regular fill I will have to k** For my rightful beer Slumped in the corner, feeling like a total dope My head is spinning, no friends, no booze, no hope Nothing left but suicide Bid this evil world good-bye But there's my beercan, recognize it on the spot Must have forgot it when I went to the pot Time for celebration, laughs and cheers Reunification with my beer Now - no more getting ill Got my regular fill I won't have to k** For my rightful beer