[Verse]
Amber fluid flows as the sun sinks low
In the bottle-o’s glow where the stories grow
Drunk as a skunk
Mate
We’ve gone too far
Pissed as a fart under the Southern star
[Chorus]
Raise your frothy high let the laughter roll
Liquid gold fills the cracks in our soul
Off our face but we’re feeling alive
Amber nights in the pub where we thrive
[Verse 2]
Booze bus waits like a shark on the prowl
Breath tests ready while the drunkards howl
Liquid amber dreams fill the smoky air
Another round poured for those who dare
[Chorus]
Raise your frothy high let the laughter roll
Liquid gold fills the cracks in our soul
Off our face but we’re feeling alive
Amber nights in the pub where we thrive
[Bridge]
The jukebox sings as the glasses clink
Spinning tales ‘til the morning brink
In this land of dust where the stories are old
Every pint poured feels like pure gold
[Verse 3]
Stumbling steps to the bottle-o’s door
Grab another round ‘cause we’re thirsty for more
Under the moon with a laugh and a cheer
We toast to the legends with our liquid beer
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