Idiots At Happy Hour
Blind Pigs


Idiots At Happy Hour Lyrics

On Cape Cod in the summer
There are watering holes for slobs
Who just got back from college
And got stuck with nowhere jobs
Where "maddogs" pick up "quabin"
The beer runs good as gold
Fights are a dime a dozen
And those rejected lose control

When it's time for another happy hour
They get it while they can
Idiots at happy hour
Where a man can be a man
Idiots at happy hour

If you're lucky they'll be mudwrestling
You can watch two ugly broads
Slither around in greyish slime
Like human polliwogs
Where men can ride a bronco
And be cowboy for a day
A part of your society
I choose to stay away

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