Raise the Bar

A cold beer is what we came in here for One or two or maybe more I guess we were gettin' just a little too loud For this wine and cheese crowd They stare like we were from outer space "Don't care," was written all over our face Now we're on a mission We don't need permission We're here to raise the bar Give the place some working class Drink a toast and raise our glass To the ones you know who'd go over the top And then take it up a notch We're wearing our names on the front of our shirts Stained with a little blue-collar dirt These holes in the soles of our boots, they ain't who we are Yeah, we're here to raise the bar At first, they didn't say too much They really didn't know what to think of us So we broke out in an old drinkin' song Before you knew it, they were singin' along We're here to raise the bar Give the place some working class Drink a toast and raise our glass To the ones you know who'd go over the top And then take it up a notch We're wearing our names on the front of our shirts Stained with a little blue-collar dirt These holes in the soles of our boots, they ain't who we are Yeah, we're here to raise the bar Pour another round of shots Pour until we're dancing on the table tops Pour 'til they get last call 'Cause after all We're here to raise the bar And give the place some working class Drink a toast and raise our glass To the ones you know who'd go over the top And then take it up a notch We're wearing our names on the front of our shirts Stained with a little blue-collar dirt These holes in the soles of our boots, they ain't who we are Yeah, you might think that we're taking this a little too far But we're here to raise the bar (Yeah, we're here to raise the bar)