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Beer Beer Beer As performed by Peter McDonald

A long time ago, way back in history When all there was to drink was nothing but cups of tea Along came a man, his name was Charlie Mops, And he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, Cheers! (Chorus) He must've been an admiral, a sultan or a king, And to his praises we shall always sing, O, look at he has done for us, he's filled us all with cheer! The lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer, beer, beer. The Finnigan's Wake, the Anglesea, the hole in the wall as well, One thing you can be sure of, it's Charlie's beer they'll sell, So drink up, lads and lassies, at ten o'clock it stops— For five short seconds, remember Charlie Mops. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, Cheers! (Repeat chorus) A barrel o' malt, a bushel o' hops, stir it 'round with a stick. The kind of lubrication that makes your engine tick. Forty pints of wallop a day will keep away the quacks— It's only eight-pence, ha'penny, and one an' six in tax. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, Cheers! (Repeat chorus)

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