| Song | Beergut |
| Artist | Fishbone |
| Album | Chim Chim's Badass Revenge |
| 作曲 : Angelo Moore/Walter Adam Kibby II/Patrice Fisher/Naomi Fisher/John Bigham | |
| My friend yousta be thin | |
| He's get all the women | |
| We'd go kick it at the bar | |
| But his drinkin' went too far | |
| He could see over his belt | |
| The brotha was slim and svelte | |
| But the gut snuck up while he wasn't lookin' | |
| And the beer stood firm within | |
| Beergut - gettin' in the way of things | |
| Beergut - no longer can he see his nuts | |
| Beergut - he will keep drinkin' till he throws up | |
| He's got the dunlap disease | |
| His gut is troubled trapped | |
| When his gut lap over his belt buckle | |
| When he chuckle it pinch the belt buckle | |
| My hommie's arms and legs are thin | |
| His gut is filled with heineken40 ounce chug-a-lugs of old english saint ides budweiser | |
| Beergut - gettin' in the way of things | |
| Beergut - no longer can he see his nuts | |
| Beergut - he will keep drinkin' till he throws up | |
| Then we leave from the bar | |
| We go to the homestead | |
| Get a six pack and turn on the tv | |
| Roll a joint and toke it to the head | |
| Then when the munchies take over | |
| We will raid the convenience store | |
| Grubbin' and scarfin' and ****ed up | |
| And the beergut grows some more | |
| Beergut - gettin' in the way of things | |
| Beergut - no longer can he see his nuts | |
| Beergut - he will keep drinkin' till he throws up |
| zuò qǔ : Angelo Moore Walter Adam Kibby II Patrice Fisher Naomi Fisher John Bigham | |
| My friend yousta be thin | |
| He' s get all the women | |
| We' d go kick it at the bar | |
| But his drinkin' went too far | |
| He could see over his belt | |
| The brotha was slim and svelte | |
| But the gut snuck up while he wasn' t lookin' | |
| And the beer stood firm within | |
| Beergut gettin' in the way of things | |
| Beergut no longer can he see his nuts | |
| Beergut he will keep drinkin' till he throws up | |
| He' s got the dunlap disease | |
| His gut is troubled trapped | |
| When his gut lap over his belt buckle | |
| When he chuckle it pinch the belt buckle | |
| My hommie' s arms and legs are thin | |
| His gut is filled with heineken40 ounce chugalugs of old english saint ides budweiser | |
| Beergut gettin' in the way of things | |
| Beergut no longer can he see his nuts | |
| Beergut he will keep drinkin' till he throws up | |
| Then we leave from the bar | |
| We go to the homestead | |
| Get a six pack and turn on the tv | |
| Roll a joint and toke it to the head | |
| Then when the munchies take over | |
| We will raid the convenience store | |
| Grubbin' and scarfin' and ed up | |
| And the beergut grows some more | |
| Beergut gettin' in the way of things | |
| Beergut no longer can he see his nuts | |
| Beergut he will keep drinkin' till he throws up |