Bad Day To Be a Cold Beer

This workin' like a dog has got me dog tired

Pushing twelve hour days, pullin' all damn nighters

But come five o'clock I'm the hell out of here

Man It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Thank God for the end of the week, hallelujah

For some hell bent people, wanna burn right through

Couple kegs in the back, let's tap 'em into gear

Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Line em up, up

Throw 'em down, down

Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round

Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear

It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Guess Megan's single again, 'cause her and her friends

They swinging like a wrecking ball when they came in

Drinkin' so loud, the whole bar could hear

Man It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Line em up, up

Throw 'em down, down

Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round

Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear

It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

I got 'em in the crosshairs like an old Red Ryder

When it comes to a pop top, it's ready, aim, fire

Crack a can, that's some damn music to my ears

It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Line em up, up

Throw 'em down, down

Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round

Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear

It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Line em up, up

Throw 'em down, down

Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round

Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear

It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer