The Beer Song
[Verse 1]
Now there are those who like to think
We'd be best without the drink
No beer, ale, or frothy pints of porter
So let's hypothesize
How it would change your lives
If everyone were only drinkin' water
[Pre-Chorus]
There'd be no public houses
No bars to take your spouses
No party kegs or cans to celebrate
No deliriums, or visions
Regrettable decisions
No excuses to be coming home too late
[Chorus]
So brothers, sisters, it's time to take a stand
You can pry my beer from my cold dead hand!
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up and drink 'em down
Yeah raise 'em up, raise 'em up and drink 'em down
[Verse 2]
There'd be no swingin' from the rafters
No bleary morning after
We wouldn't challenge strangers to a fight
There'd be no singing 'round the fire
With a drunken boozy choir
We'd all be home and tucked up for the night
[Pre-Chorus]
We'd have no way to wake the dead
We couldn't wet the baby's head
Or toast the bachelor or bride-to-be
We'd have no cheery pint to sup
Watching Ireland lose the cup
We'd barely need to go and have a pee
[Chorus]
So brothers, sisters, it's time to take a stand
You can pry my beer from my cold dead hand!
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up and drink 'em down (drink 'em down!)
Yeah raise 'em up, raise 'em up and drink 'em down (drink 'em down!)
[Instrumental]
[Bridge]
For every barmaid, every waiter
Both sides of the equator
Would be out of work and livin' on the dole
The wealth of every nation
Depends upon libations
Beer it seems is worth its weight in gold
[Pre-Chorus]
Well we've assessed the pros and cons
Tallied up both the rights and wrongs
The hellfire into which we could be hurled
Now get that pint into your face
You can save the human race
You're drinking for the future of the world!
[Chorus]
So brothers, sisters, it's time to take a stand
You can pry my beer from my cold dead hand!
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up and drink 'em down (drink 'em down!)
Yeah raise 'em up, raise 'em up and drink 'em down (drink 'em down!)
Yeah raise 'em up, raise 'em up and drink 'em down (drink 'em down!)
Well, you can pry my beer from my cold dead hand...