The Malt In My Beer

Timm McCoy

I never brewed it
No I won't include it
Why should I brew for you anymore?
You never drank me
You bottled and tanked me
I've seen a brewer I never saw
I saw you laugh when the hops was added
It still sucks but the barleys' malted
I'm looking back at the time it's drafted by
But I won't cry for the IP years
'Cause you ain't worth the malt in my beer

Tasting a fruit beer
No it isn't root beer
I need a bucket to purge upon
Maybe you've kicked him
Killed him? I rectum!
Don't worry something will come along

I drank the stuff that was made with apples
I'd had enough of the chocolate crapple
I lost track of the time and I wonder why
But I won't cry for the IP years
'Cause you ain't worth the malt in my beer

I'll sit around and kill a few more deer
Until the taste of it just disappears
'Cause you ain't worth the malt in my beer

(inst.)

I drank the stuff that was made with apples
I'd had enough of the chocolate crapple
I lost track of the time and I wonder why
But I won't cry for the IP years
'Cause you ain't worth the malt in my beer

'Cause you ain't worth the malt in my beer

'Cause you ain't worth the malt in my beer