Mob Barley -> Self Titled Lyrics

[MobBarley]

Prohibition be gone,
you ain't part of this song
Inhibition be gone
when you drink some long
long long brews brewed
play that blues dude
Pick those tones, homes
And get gnarly
Cuz. It's that time, Charley
Time to party for the hardy
time for the MOB BARLEY!

Brew it up, brew it down,
just brew it and lose it and stew it all around
Brew it for the good, and brew it for the bad
brew it for the band, and brew it for the sound!

So who brings the barley to the mob?
[drunk, angry mob]: YOU DO!
WHO brings the BARLEY to the MOB?
[drunk, angry mob]: YOU DO!
Do YOU bring the BARLEY to the MOB?
[drunk, angry mob]: Sir, no, sir!
DO ya bring the barley to the mob?
[drunk, angry mob]: ***** NO SIR!

That's my monopoly
I'm on top of thee
Screw your economy
Just give it all to me
Cuz you know what you want
You want the brew from this savant

Pour it down, drink it up,
pick it stick it lick it up
pluck it stuck it ***** it up
Drink it from the start and drink it til the end
Drink it for your enemies and drink it for your friends

Cuz!
What I brew you wanna give it to your mamma
What I brew you wanna give it to your papa
What I brew you gotta get it put it in you
What I brew you gotta get it put it in you

When you want some brew
in your neighborhood
who you gonna call?
[drunk, angry mob]: MOB BARLEY!

When the mob looks sad
cuz the brew is bad
who you gonna call?
[drunk, angry mob]: MOB BARLEY!

Have you seen the barley on the wall?
[drunk, angry mob]: TEAR DOWN THE WALL
Ninety-nine bottles of bear on the wall
[drunk, angry mob]: TEAR DOWN THE WALL

Don't worry, bout a thing.
Cuz mobby gonna brew everything alright
Don't worry, bout a thing.
Cuz mobby gonna brew everything alright