99 Bottles Crazy Town

99 bottles of beer on the wall
99 bottles of beer
99 bottles of beer on the wall
By the end of the night I'ma drink 'em all

Counting the clock, the clock keeps tickin'
That 9 to 5 I gotta fuckin' work for a living
The same routine, the same chair I sit in
The same routine starts to feel like prison
I'm just another slave of your everyday (fuck that)
I love my job so much I should probably quit
Fuck my bosses cheatin' wife and his ugly kids
All work no play, that's no way to live

No more suit and tie, Mr. Nice Guy, Mr. Low Wage
Nice to meet ya, here to greet ya
Fuck you! Have a nice day
All I needs a cold brew and a juke box
Smokes, and a few shots

99 bottles of beer on the wall
99 bottles of beer
99 bottles of beer on the wall
By the end of the night I'ma drink 'em all
99 bottles of beer on the wall
99 bottles of beer
99 bottles of beer on the wall
Last call, last call, last call