Drinking Song From The Home Stretch

from The Stone Operation by Mischief Brew

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It was somewhere in the suburbs of Philadelphia
A house was gutted, added onto six times its weight
About a week to go until the move-in date
And everybody runnin' in a six-day race
There was bangin', there was buzzin'
Everybody on their knees
Running behind, everyone can agree
Yet four o'clock arrived and someone brought back a case
And the power went out in the whole damn place

Property is theft until the thieves are away
If we did this in a month, we'd be arrested and detained
For draggin' all our brains beyond the barbed wire chain
And drinking on private land

From the foreman to the laborers to the migrants to me
Stop drop and wrap up, pull up a bucket, have a seat
Tattered T's and ragged jeans all gathered around
Finally sayin' something more than, "Move your van, I'm pullin' out."
And there was something all of us had seen
The owner was a creep
Something greedy stuck in his teeth
You see, anyone that needs a nine-car garage with heat
Ain't never was and never will be no friend to me

We're singing
Property is theft until the thieves are away
If we did this in a month, we'd be arrested and detained
For draggin' all our brains beyond the barbed wire chain
And drinking on private land

Well, toss the empties in the garden
The scapers will scrape 'em out when they come back to dig in
Maybe leave a cap beneath the root
As proof that we exist, oh my

Well a foreman and a painter laugh and they find some solid ground
Seems they both hail from the same bars,
Side of tracks and side of town
You know, come to think of it,
We'll all make lefts out of the driveway today
You-know-who makes a right and speeds away
Well, I say cheers
With our cold sweaty beers
We won't be allowed around here
When those gates all close
And then security takes the wheel
But that's another time and we'll be on another job
Just don't call me, man, when your joints crack
And your pipes all clog
I scrape off my watch
And if the boss calls, I'll say we're drinking on private land

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from The Stone Operation, released May 10, 2011

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Mischief Brew Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Emerging from the undead ashes of PA punk troupe The Orphans, Mischief Brew started with a scratchy demo tape in 2000 and has since spread the good word of anarchy, hilarity, and rebellion across state lines and even the Atlantic Ocean a few times. We've managed to exist for over 13 years in one form or another by kissing nobody's ass and doing everything ourselves, for the most part. No rules! ... more

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