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Wouldja look at that Bono on TV again?
He's Bob Geldof with a costume change
And there's still no snow in Africa this Christmastime
And good, 'cause wouldn't that be strange?
Who does this Russell Brand guy think that he is?
Isn't he just another self-important poseur?
I get my kicks lookin' at chicks
And hanging out with you hosers

Drink poverty history
Drink this thing into the black
Drink to the things that you wish you were rid of
They'll be there for you when you get back

The afternoon world, with a two-beer shine's
'Bout as perfect as anything can be
And if you can keep it right there on the line
You're a much better person than me
It's partying with you, then it's partying alone
Then it's do you even have to ask?
Some people got video games and pizza
I got a case and a flask

Wouldja switch up the channel? I can't stand the news
Saying the whole country's broke
While I'm going in the hole just tryin' to make a living
Someone's making a killing I know
But they still take my card right here at the bar
So I say just keep 'em coming
There's still a sunset to ride off into
As long as they keep the taps running