It's 8 o'clock and you get to the show

You're already buzzed but you need some more

You go to the store and get more brew

Not many choices only a few

A cobra and a 211 will do just fine

To keep you drunk all through the night

You're back at the gig with all the punks

Metalheads, cholos, and the drunks

Don't forget about the stoners too

Because those motherfuckers keep it cool

They smoke you out with some good ass weed

And a friend with weed is a friend indeed

So take a hit and pass the bowl

So we can all be in the zone

At the gig all drunk and faded

Hopefully we won't get raided

Smoking weed and drinking 40's

Talking shit with all your homies

Run into the pit and mosh it up

Come out with bruises and more fucked up

You come out the pit and you throw up

Now you feel crossfaded as fuck

Fucking shit the gig is getting raided

Cops are here and you're crossfaded

Pig's in the air are flashing the light

You're in the last pit to end the whole night

So smoke your weed and drink your beers

Say fuck you and then say CHEERS