From the recording Midnight at the Hilltop Hotel

Inspired by the Warrenville Hooligans.

Lyrics

Twistin' Off Twist Caps
We were drunk.
We were crazy.
We were young.
We were fast.
We were looking for trouble.
We were out kickin' ass.
And we spent most an evening,
Just chasing wild tail.
With the 'chez on the reefer,
And a case of cold ale.
(Chorus)
We said, "Thank you, America."
Land of the dream.
Thank you for letting me spend my youth here.
Just twistin' off twist caps of American beer.
We were old ratty Levis.
We were let your hair grow.
We were all kinds of questions,
The answers unknown.
And yes, we were heavy.
Lord, thank god for Chevy.
The back seat was worn,
But the front seat was broke.
(Chorus)
We said, "Thank you, America."
Land of the dream.
Thank you for letting me spend my youth here.
Just twistin' off twist caps of American beer.
We were long legged women.
We were Frisbees and sun.
We were 'who needs to work,'
When there's play to be done.
But I cut my hair, Lord,
And I got me that job.
Now each week on payday,
I let myself get robbed.
(Chorus)
We said, "Thank you, America."
Land of the dream.
Thank you for letting me spend my youth here.
Well now that we're older we buy imported beer.
Now we're drunk.
And we're crazy.
We're old and half fast.
We ain't lookin' for trouble.
Man, we're just laying back.
And we spend most an evening,
Just resting our tails.
With the 'chez on the reefer,
And a case of cold ale.
(Chorus)
We said, "Thank you, America."
Land of the dream.
Thank you for letting me spend my youth here.
Now that we're older we buy big kegs of beer.
(Chorus)
We said, "Thank you, America."
Land of the dream.
Thank you for letting me spend my youth here.
Just twistin' off twist caps of American beer.