Fuel To My Head

Every night, I feel so tired
Back home, I wanna relax
I sit on the sofa, I turn on the tv
I scream to my wife, bring me my beer

One, two, three, a couple more beers
Four, five, six, fuel to my head

Looking at my glass, fuck the past
I forget my boss, no more stress
Drinking my fuel, my daily friend
The end of my problems is right in my hands

Gimme my beer, my fuel - I wanna get drunk
Trying to escape from the rut is all that I want

Friday night, it feels so right
Hanging out with my friends, I wanna get high
I put on my pants, and get in the car
What we gonna do? Go to the bar

Oh God I say, the end is near
I think to myself, I need one more beer!!!

Bring me my beer