Lyrics

I went out for a brew, it turned into a few
In the forest and in the saloon
The Cumberland Hotel, the Waverly as well
And the banks of the sewage lagoon
Oh these cougars have claws and they love the outlaws
And soon we were chasing the moon
I made a big splash, Mr. Money Moustache
in the bank of the sewage lagoon

It's the law I suppose but the bars have to close
And we stumbled out singing a tune
We followed the trails of banana slug snails
Toward the banks of the sewage lagoon
Way deep in the trees and the branches and leaves
I swore I could hear a racoon
It was actually a bear and it chased us from there
To the banks of the sewage lagoon

I think we got it on but my wallet is gone
And my head feels like a balloon
I am here in the sun and my pants are undone
On the banks of the sewage lagoon
There is no sign of them though it's 7 a.m.
And it smells like an outhouse in June
I can firmly attest it is quite picturesque
On the banks of the sewage lagoon