This is a song about "Case of beer"

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

But i've got an awful bad case of writer's block.

I was framed, got the case of salts

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

I was framed, got the case of salts

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

I was framed, got the case of salts

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Chomping at your oxygen chords

I was framed, got the case of salts

I'd rather you tell me to hit you later

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.

I'm all out of beer someone fill up my cup

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Im fed up with lives problems case of the cold shoulders/

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve