Calling all moral souls come congregate at local watering holes.
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This Camelot is where we rest our beer.
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Guided by holy neon lights, we're citizens of the night.
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Red-faced kings and queens we're here.
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Admirals, Sultans, and Statesmen of near and far.
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Kings of the Bar!
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Barflies on bended knees, we're alcoholic royalty.
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Alongside Cliffy, Norm and Coach.
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Inside there four walls, you know we got it all.
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In our kingdom we're beyond reproach.
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The Royal Famlily's passed out in the car.
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Kings of the Bar!
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We've all got battle scares, they're souvenirs from every bar.
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Blood shot eyes and liver ache.
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Motherfucker where's my crown, the kings are here and we came to get down.
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Busted veins and hands that shake.
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Kings of the Bar!
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Kings of the Bar
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| The Hudson Falcons |
