[Chorus]: Keep the peace, keep the peace Bounce those ruffians out of here Bounce those scally-wags on their ear Keep the peace, keep the peace With a tavern full of ruckus men, You don't know where and you don't know when A hairy hand lands on your check Oh, Kero, keep the peace
Down on your luck, Raggedy and stuck In a town that's murderous, dark and drab A job in a tavern can't be all that bad
But watch your step, Or you'll catch your death As the sound rings out of a drunken mob You'll have to bear down and do your job
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A wild kind of life, Trading food for a knife But you no worse off than you were at home Left in the kitchen with bread and bone
And the pay's pretty fair So you'll have'ta grin and bear Grab the money, just kick and run You'll have a sore head, but you'll have some fun Pour the liquor and serve the meat You're better of here than on the street
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On a drunken night, Men looking for a fight They talk to themselves, mumble and groan Some of those devils better leave alone
A chair flies by And up goes a cry In a mass of bodies they tumble and roar Make your way to the open door And one by one fling them high and neat 'Til the whole congregations laying on the street