Need Money For Beer
Tankard Lyrics
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My object of lust
But got no money,
Still drink I must
I search my pockets,
And what do I find
useless Kleenex
To wipe my behind
I need a Goddamn brew,
That´s why I've come to you
You bastard, I hate you
I kill you, you can lick my butt
So pious and gracious
Intention isn't very clear
You bastard, still hate you
Need money for a fucking beer
You've got the cash, so give it to me
Dig in your wallet and set me free
Expect no thanks, you can kiss my ass
I´ll ball your girlfriend and cum with class
I need a Goddamn brew,
That´s why I've come to you
You bastard, I hate you
I kill you, you can lick my butt
So pious and gracious
Intention isn't very clear
You bastard, still hate you
Need money for a fucking beer
You bastard, I hate you
I kill you, you can lick my butt
You bastard, still hate you
Need money for a fucking beer
I was born in beer, my object of lust
But got no money,
Still drink I must
I search my pockets,
And what do I find
Useless Kleenex to wipe my behind
You bastard, I hate you
I kill you, you can lick my butt
So pious and gracious
Intention isn't very clear
You bastard, still hate you
Need money for a fucking beer
The Tankard song "Need Money For Beer" tells the story of a person who is obsessed with drinking beer but has no money to buy it. The song begins with the singer telling us that they were "born in beer" and that it is their object of lust. However, they have no money, and when they search their pockets, all they find is useless Kleenex to wipe their behinds. As a result, they approach someone who has money to ask them to buy them a beer.
However, the singer becomes hostile towards this person, calling them a bastard and telling them that they hate them. Despite this, they continue to beg for money for beer, telling the person to "dig in your wallet and set me free." The singer ends the song by repeating the chorus and telling the listener that they need money for a fucking beer.
Line by Line Meaning
I was born in beer,
Beer is a central part of my life and identity.
My object of lust
I crave beer intensely, almost like a romantic desire.
But got no money,
I am broke and cannot afford to buy beer.
Still drink I must
But I will do anything to get it, even if it means begging or stealing.
I search my pockets,
I frantically look for any money I might have on me.
And what do I find
But all I discover is something useless and disappointing.
useless Kleenex
In this case, used tissue paper that not only does not provide comfort but also makes me feel worse about myself.
To wipe my behind
A reminder of my bodily functions and a stark symbol of my poverty.
You bastard, I hate you
I resent anyone who has what I do not, especially those who I perceive as having more privilege than me.
I kill you, you can lick my butt
I feel such intense anger and humiliation that I resort to violent and crude language to express myself.
So pious and gracious
I see through people's facade of virtue and kindness and judge them as fake or insincere.
Intention isn't very clear
I mistrust others' motives and suspect that they are not helping me out of genuine concern or generosity.
You've got the cash, so give it to me
I feel entitled to other people's money, especially if they are wealthier than me.
Dig in your wallet and set me free
I pressure people to give me money by making them feel guilty or ashamed if they don't.
Expect no thanks, you can kiss my ass
I am ungrateful for whatever assistance I receive and resentful if people do not give me more than I ask for.
I´ll ball your girlfriend and cum with class
I boast about my sexual prowess and use it as a way to denigrate others as inferior or weak.
You bastard, still hate you
I cannot let go of my bitterness and hostility toward those who I believe have more than me.
Need money for a fucking beer
At the end of the day, all I want is beer and will do whatever it takes to get it.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ANDREAS GEREMIA, ANDREAS GUTJAHR, FRANK THORWARTH, OLAF ZISSEL
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Raptor Jesus
tankard one of the most underrated bands and one of the best thrash bands IMO, every album is solid
AleK
There is metal about beer my life is now complete and I love this.
NiggeliNG
You can't know metal that well if this is the first time you hear a beer themed metal song...
AleK
NiggeliNG I never said I know a lot about it. I just like it because it sounds great and it's not shit like the mainstream crap you hear from corporations that make it to make money.
David Grego
***** Welcome to thrash my friend
Ibleedwhiskey Planet1
I love my beer, but my love is whiskey. Doesn't matter, we're still brothers in metal and alcohol. Where I live liquor stores are tightly controlled, but it's no problem, they can sell beer for 4 more hours after they cut off liquor sells. Too late for liquor, grab yourself a case of beer, nobody really loses. As long as I can get my "Steel Reserve 211" I'm fine with it.
Ibleedwhiskey Planet1
***** Had to second what David Grego said, welcome to an excellent form of music, please feel free to delve into many other bands. I welcome all who see what a great form of music this is.
Jose Enrique Deschain
I was born in beer my object of lust I got no money but still drink I must I sear my pockets and what do i find? some useless Kleenex to wipe my behind. Best fucking lyrics.
Silent Book
Almost broke my neck listening to this. Man, I have a headache now. Just how you should feel after listening to some top quality thrash.
Bimmy frizzo
With all well known metal such as pantera, slayer, metallica, megadeth, motorhead, judas priest ect... there are still millions of underground metal gems such as tankard that still needs more love and attention from metalheads today.
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