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I hear you have a mighty brew

I bid you pour me a pint or two

Imbibe with me one last jar

And remember fondly days afar

Cheers!

Let's sing a song forlorn

Of hell and doom and days long gone

But raise our glasses to the sky

For the drink will never die!

In this chamber of the dead

We'll cast aside our thoughts of dread

We'll have a frothy jug of beer

And drink a toast to those who once were here

Skol!

Let's sing a song forlorn

But belt it loud and shout it strong

For while mankind's plight is nigh

The drink will never die!

And when the last drop's in our bellies

When reality threatens our merry

We'll smash the bottle over barkeep's head

And roll on to the next house where we'll drink their blood instead!

Let's sing a song forlorn

Of hell and doom and days long gone

But raise our glasses to the sky

For the drink will never die!

Let's sing a song forlorn

But belt it loud and shout it strong

For while mankind's plight is nigh

The drink will never die!