How many times have you had a rough day,
But knew that help is just a sip away?
You always come back to this holy institution.
To all your problems there is a liquid solution.
Welcome to crowd of familiar faces
That you know from this and few other places.
Brothers in will that never take pause,
United for life around the same cause.
You walk to the bar, order your first.
Three more to go, so great is your thirst.
Cause somewhere in depths of your bottomless pit
Seven ever-sober demons sit.
You never get tired of fast-chugging motion.
Never enough of this truth-telling potion.
Open your eyes as soon as you stop counting.
Pints disappear, your stomach is haunted.
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Raise your glasses, tankards and horns.
To crawl on the floor you have been born.
In summer and winter, whole night and day.
Under the barrel united we stay.
Raise your glasses, tankards and horns.
Feels like enough but you always want more.
Now and tomorrow and 'till the day you die.
Under the barrel united we lie.
Round after round, the walls are bending.
Race to the bottom, to the last man standing.
You stumble and fall, and hold to the wall.
No time to rest. You must drink' em all!
Your will's still strong but your body won't obey
You're lucky cause the barrel is not so far away.
With last ounce of strength, you reach for the truth
And open your mouth for the fountain of youth.
Raise your glasses, tankards and horns.
To crawl on the floor you have been born.
In summer and winter, whole night and day.
Under the barrel united we stay.
Raise your glasses, tankards and horns.
Feels like enough but you always want more.
Now and tomorrow and 'till the day you die.
Under the barrel united we lie.
Bloodshot eyes, the beast is awaken.
For a random stranger you have been mistaken
Enlightened and wise as never before.
Meaning of life's revealed as you kiss the floor.
You find the way out, fall asleep in the snow.
One more for the road and you're good to go.
Say "so long", this isn't good bye.
That's the way to go if tomorrow you'll die!
Raise your glasses, tankards and horns.
To crawl on the floor you have been born.
In summer and winter, whole night and day.
Under the barrel united we stay.
Raise your glasses, tankards and horns.
Feels like enough but you always want more.
Now and tomorrow and 'till the day you die.
Under the barrel united we lie.