Putting down their PBR pounders, the bandmates spike their anthemic punk with shots of off-key Oi!, circle-pit hardcore, and five-second guitar solos. Completely unfettered by technique and melody -- that's a good thing -- a raspy Danny D dedicates "Till Death Do Us Part" to "the desperate and heartbroken, the hardworking motherfuckers drinking beer at the end of each fuckin' day," before launching into one gritty call-and-response chorus for the road: "I'm drunk/Drunk/Until I'm dead." Pretty good for a dead guy.