ARKY'S TOAST We'll drink to the down fall of tyrants; We'll drink to Christ the Lord, We'll drink to the twelve Apostles, Who preached his holy word.
Today I found a dollar on the sidewalk so I went and bought a jug of wine And I'll sit here in this alley and keep drinkin' Until the thoughts of mama
(Verse 1) Im tore up from the mothafukcin' floor up Golden grain to the brain Not really given no fuck A sloppy truck bed Huggin' ery' damn body Half
[Intro] This is no longer music It's a celebration homie [Chorus] Let's make a toast (Toast) To the young don And to the gangsters, until they postpone
Swimming on the surface It's a hell of a lot safer up here Ain't prepared to dive But uncover all my darkest fears This ain't no covert operation I don
Well, it's hit or miss Upon the gate walls Are the guards asleep? Bayonets and all Well, the search light is coming We built this tunnel We shovel with
To the one who we all love the most, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah This joint is dedicated to everybody dead and gone Everybody gettin' it on, everybody locked
Warwickshire to Fraserville and all between You have left us here a life of memories You forever changed the lives of all of us Who have known you Truth
(Live, first is another version of "Drunks and Children," followed by "I'll Drink to That") "mighty mighty... bosstones..." Simmer Down, Simmer Down
A toast to Mr. Tagalucci And zippin open Louis duffle bags of lootchie Braggin loosely 'bout baggin hoochies No logo's on the clothes but the tags say
Pusher, pushing a dream Go ahead and pick the scarecrow clean One long season mean, or just letting off steam? Only scratched it twice, made it bleed
He wonders why he made those choices I guess he made them all for you Got something that he wants to tell you Got something that you should know Everyone
you tell me that ya wanna go to heaven but you run around acting like you're gonna live forever. you tell me that you're going through hell but you're
Hey Ho! To the bottle I go, To heal my heart and drown my woe, Rain may fall, and wind may blow. But there still be... many miles to go. Sweet as the
ALPHA PHI OMEGA TOAST Here's to Alpha Phi Omega, Loyal Brothers we, True to self and to each other Firm in loyalty. Daily working, daily striving, Ever
Standing stiff on a cliff and I'm not gonna leap Checked out the water but it's much too deep No going back there's no turning around So I'll stay here
Queensbury a number eight Hell Hotel punk rock estate Way, way, back, back in the day A hundred years it seems that way Just across from Wayne's Junk