Lyrics

It's 8:53 on a Saturday night Drinking a few with our friends Meatballs were a hit, hope you liked the Chex mix The Tupperware kept them fresh There's only one thing that could ruin the mood And temper the mirth of this day The amount that we bought, wasn't nearly enough In the end what I'm trying to say, what I'm trying to say We're all out of beer, the coolers are empty You don't have to leave, there's plenty of soda We're all out of beer, yes even the cheap stuff You drank it too fast, sobriety won't last long It seems that a few of you shoulder the blame Consumed more than most of the room I'm talking to you, Steve, you drank 42 I expect that you'll drop dead soon STEVE (drunkenly): Pffft! I don't even (body falling sound) Now, Larry, I find your behavior uncouth It's time to pull up your jeans And, Susan, it's clear you can't handle your beer So much for your dignity, dignity We're all out of beer, the coolers are empty You don't have to leave, charades can be so fun We're all out of beer, yes even the cheap stuff You drank it too fast, sobriety won't last long Ooh, who's up for a beer run? Who's up for a beer run? Who's up for a beer run? Who's up for a beer run? GUY ONE: You! You tard! This is YOUR party! GUY TWO: Yeah! And make it quick! Buzz… fading… We're all out of beer, the coolers are empty You don't have to leave, there's plenty of soda We're all out of beer, yes even the cheap stuff You drank it too fast, sobriety's long gone We're all out of beer, the coolers are empty You don't have to leave, charades can be so fun We're all out of beer, yes even the cheap stuff You drank it too fast, sobriety's long gone We're all out of beer, the coolers are empty So pack up your shit, you ungrateful assholes We're all out of beer, yes even the cheap stuff We told you to leave, now get the hell out of our home We're all out of beer, the coolers are empty We told you to leave…