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