Songtexte
What
do
we
want?
A
beer
and
a
shot!
When
do
we
want
it?
NOW!
What
do
we
want?
A
beer
and
a
shot!
When
do
we
want
it?
NOW!
It's
Friday
night,
it's
time
to
make
some
noise
at
the
local
bar
Me
mates
are
tight
from
hours
of
work,
there's
whiskey
in
the
jar
The
racket's
right,
the
band's
ablaze
with
smoking
shred
guitar
The
birds
alight
'til
we
forget
exactly
where
we
are
The
most
electric
uproar
by
far
Our
shoulders
broad,
our
backs
are
strong,
we're
the
hardest
working
band
The
T
is
filled
with
grit
and
fire
and
heavy
calloused
hands
We'll
melt
your
face
with
righteous
flame
we
draw
hard
from
our
fans
And
when
we
need
to
quench
our
outsize
thirst
An
Earnest
Brew
Works!
See
working
folks
are
grounded
in
the
things
that
matter
most
Our
word's
our
bond,
we're
fiercely
true,
we
keep
our
comrades
close
We're
proud
of
just
how
hard
we
work,
steadfast
in
our
loyalty
And
all
these
things
are
the
backbone
of
the
bright
bold
Glass
City
The
breeding
ground
of
all
things
KRC
Our
shoulders
broad,
our
backs
are
strong,
we're
the
hardest
working
band
The
T
is
filled
with
grit
and
fire
and
heavy
calloused
hands
We'll
melt
your
face
with
righteous
flame
we
draw
hard
from
our
fans
And
when
we
need
to
quench
our
outsize
thirst
An
Earnest
Brew
Works!
The
T's
the
cradle
of
labor
and
the
New
Sincerity
Of
Teamsters
Tradesmen
Safety
Forces
Trainmen
TFT
Autoworkers,
Public
workers,
Longshoremen
and
FLOC
Thank
unions
for
the
weekend,
and
the
coin
to
make
it
rock
Our
shoulders
broad,
our
backs
are
strong,
we're
the
hardest
working
band
The
T
is
filled
with
grit
and
fire
and
heavy
calloused
hands
We'll
melt
your
face
with
righteous
flame
we
draw
hard
from
our
fans
And
when
we
need
to
quench
our
outsize
thirst
An
Earnest
Brew
Works!
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