Charlie's chatting up a barmaid, Beater's puking in the street
Charlie couldn't pull a muscle, and she gave me crabs the other week
Get the ale in, swill it down, have a drink in every pub in town
Flash the ash, Lockstock's crash
Half past ten -its Barrel's Round
Beer, beer, we want more beer, all the lads are cheering:
'Get the fu*king beer in.'
You've got veins in your bodies
We've got Boddies in our veins
We'll outdrink anybody
Then we'll go and do it all again