Текст песни That's the Way We Do It Round Here - Nick Warren

That′s the way we do it 'round here, son
That′s the way we do things 'round my place
Turnin' night into day, that′s the way we do it ′round here

We like our drinks cold like the winter, and tall like the trees
We like bankers that don't even bank, and thinkers that don′t think
"Hey, it's getting dry as a desert in here! How ′bout another beer son?"
You better roll outta bed, start again, or else you're just no fun

Yeah ′cause that's the way you do it 'round here, son
That′s the way we do it ′round my place
Turnin' night into day, that′s the way we do it 'round here

We come from the land of the overly polite... or so we′d have you think
We may not be great philosophers or poets, but boy can we drink
Where the old fashioned is new, and the new fashioned blows
It blows up and it flies away, we wave it "So long!"

I got all the channels that money can buy
I got all the fish that I can fry
Them old truckers lullabys are callin' me home
Lord, I know

Well, our boots are all green and rubber, and stuffed full of foam
So we don′t freeze on Perch or Factor, them places we call home
You best start thinking 'bout where you're from, and less where you′ve been
We′re all outcasts & freaks & fisherman, just pile on in

I guess that's the way we do it ′round here, son
Said that's the way we do it ′round our place
Turnin' night into day, that′s the way we do it round here
Turnin' night into day, that's the way we do it ′round here