This is how the song begins, when I have a dry mouth I need to fill in, when there is a party we come in move through the place straight to the bar hang around with the masses, beer out of bottles no need for glasses, ladies shake your asses, sorry Eve I'm just a little thieve, but the rhyme is fine, cheers, let the beer-flow never stop, tonight I will drink until the last drop, this is my luxury, after such a night I feel like I have a bad injury, but this is another story, I talk about it later, now I'm at the bar turn the night into day, the curfew is far away and I can be the drunken with the rhymes backpack, the living sixpack is back on a track.
The living sixpack that's what we are, whenever you search us you find us at the bar, near or far, where we are, down with the masses, down with the crowd, down with those who like to go out, down with the crowd, down with the masses, come on ladies shake your asses.
Ladies and gentleman I proudly present the liquid movement, the living sixpack, the sound making ratpack, straight from the outback, we are what we represent, I'm known as the liquid son the liquid one with the liquid tongue, that's all that's it, tonight I act in the name of liquid, I'm also known as the bar-wanderer, good beer lover, Mr. Chaos, I act in public not undercover, you can call me the liquid man, that's all that's it.
The living sixpack is back on track - the living sixpack,
the living sixpack is back on track - the living sixpack
Am I dreaming am I awake, I can see nothing all I feel is a bad headache, I know the reason, too much beer yesterday, now I got the price to pay, I can't remember anything and its better this way, I feel like someone has used my head as an anvil, I feel like somebody has put my head into a mill, I feel real ill, I'm aching all over, I got a bad hangover but I have to stand up again, cause I have to enter liquid land, where is my liquid land, liquid land.
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