Another Drinking Song
Captain Tractor
by Scott and CT
(as it appears in the CD booklet)

It seems like only yesterday
We picked up our guitars
And played our songs for free beer
Down at Peter Bell's old bar
How were we to know
That it would ever get this far
I see my glass could be my last
So come on raise your jars

Chorus
 Here's to you and here's to me
 Here's to all the things we'll never be
 Here's to all you bastards
 Right or wrong
 Hoist a beer and give a cheer
 To all the things that you hold dear
 And fill 'em up again quick lads
 It's another drinking song

Singing songs to sell beer
Gave us licenses to play
Join a band and see the world
On ten Rubles a day
Drive a thousand miles
Play some tunes
And then get paid
And every bar
No matter where
They're all the fucking same

Chorus

We're not good enough
to be a jazz band
We're not smart enough
to write a hit song
We're not cool enough
to be a swing band
We're just good enough
to fuck you up

I know it doesn't really
matter what I say
I know there's no one out
there listening anyway
And I could sing my songs
About chicks and suits and cars
But I'd rather sing my songs
About drinking beers in bars

Chorus