Yeah, yeah 2 fingers in the air Please yer last orders We’ll stamp his arse down the stair Yeah yeah 2 fingers in the air WE’ll see whose pub goes bare
Get move on! In this lousy Saturday night The beer is the only one that you have and that’s right But then it’s time For all beer-drinkers a crime The bartender wants to close his pub And he hides the precious booze-cups
This can’t be serious – I think I’m delirious “Don’t do that man” – It’s the best you can But he doesn’t here it and Now he says the forbidden words and We smash his face