I come here every nightI drink till I get tightI don’t wonder whyI brought it on myselfI didn’t need your helpIt comes as no surpriseThere’s something about a beerIn this here atmosphereIt’s the perfect placeTo go when you lose faceTo sit and drink and cryNow there’s people all aroundThey don’t see medrownin’ in my miseryNo they never notice melike they never seeAll these memoriesThere’s something about a beerIn this here atmosphereIt’s the perfect placeTo go when you lose faceTo sit and drink and cry