Credits:

Produced by Colin “Stu" Christie

Lyrics by Rob Reisenweber

Music by Gary Portnoy & Judy Hart Angelo

Arrangement and vocals by Aaron Vail

Lyrics:

Hitting away on the course today

Messing up your shots

Making some pars on the next few holes

Sure would help a lot

Why is the green so far away?

Late each night when you need a bite

Make Tait in the Hole

And Stu's little kitchen

Is the place for tales untold

Sounds and smells sure make you think

Sometimes you wanna drink

At FeSTUval you needn't fear

As you'll always have a beer

Be with your pals at FeSTUval

With people from far and near

You wanna go where everybody goes each year

Roll outa bed, check if Gary's dead

The morning's way too bright

And your drink fell off the table

Just like it did last night

Your golf ball's stolen by a squirrel

Be glad there's one place in the world

At FeSTUval you needn't fear

As you'll always have a beer

Be with your pals at FeSTUval

With people from far and near

You wanna go where everybody goes each year

At FeSTUval you needn't fear

As you'll always have a beer

At FeSTUval you needn't fear

As you'll always have a beer