Yeah

Drunk punks (Forty-ounce, forty-ounce)

Fuck politics (Forty-ounce)

I'm a punk-star, bitch, I feel like Fish Narc!

Drunk Punx, forty-ounce on a Tuesday (on a Tuesday)

I really liked you, but it was just a phase

Coming out when the moons out (when the moons out)

On the highway going fast with the roof down

Drunk Punx, forty-ounce on a Tuesday (on a Tuesday)

I really liked you, but it was just a phase

Coming out when the moons out (when the moons out)

On the highway going fast with the roof down

I'm good at being a bad boy

I'm a Goth Boi, I'm not a sad boy

Tattoos on my neck and my face too

Live life fast I wanna race you

Drunk Punk, I get fucked up

Maybe it was Tuesday, it was just us

It was just us

It was just us

Maybe it was Thursday, it was just us

Drunk Punx, forty-ounce on a Tuesday (on a Tuesday)

I really liked you, but it was just a phase

Coming out when the moons out (when the moons out)

On the highway going fast with the roof down

Drunk Punx, forty-ounce on a Tuesday (on a Tuesday)

I really liked you, but it was just a phase

Coming out when the moons out (when the moons out)

On the highway going fast with the roof down