King of Scots

Kentucky hugs and Chicago handshakes Nothing's bothering me tonight Let's have a holiday away from our mistakes A crusade to feel alright The PBR cost way too much But it doesn't matter, we're gettin' fucked up It's the least we ought to do So let's all go To the GMan Tavern Superkick show And throw back a few For a while, let's forget Every stupid thing we did You can tell me about it After a round of Jameson For a while, let's pretend That I'm the King of Scotland And all my enemies are dead Tonight the train's on time and the wind is light And tonight there's no ache in my spine There's no waiting in line And tonight everybody's here They all made it in Tonight everything is cool This is where it's happening For a while, let's forget Every stupid thing we did You can tell me about it After a round of Jameson For a while, let's pretend That I'm the King of Scotland And all my enemies are dead All my enemies are dead All my enemies are dead All my enemies are dead All my enemies are dead