| A# | E# | |
| We | woke up one Sunday morning |
| Gm | D# | |
| Bou | ght a thousand dollar van |
| Picked the boys up on the west side |
| Now I don't know where I am |
| A# | G# | Gm | F | D# | |
| But | to | nig | ht | would have gone way smoother had we had more beer |
| Buggered off to find a grocery store |
| Get a 40 and some gum |
| Feeling lonely got a girly mag |
| A little gloss to keep me warm |
| But tonight would have gone way smoother had we had more beer |
| A# | D# | E# | D# | |
| Now | Mi | key | 's lost |
| Poor Tim is trapped in conversation |
| And Fil was saved |
| By all our constant aggravation |
| Hey there Bucky did you see that show? |
| Hey there Merch Face did you see? |
| We'll make sure to come this way again |
| We'll make sure you get in free |
| But tonight would have gone way smoother had we had more beer |
| I saw Gullage at the show last night |
| She said we played her favourite song |
| Some fat kid told me we saved his life |
| What the hell is going on |
| But tonight would have gone way smoother had we had more beer |