The Lads’ Prayer
Our Beer
Which are in barrels
Hallowed be thy drink
Thy will be drunk
I will be drunk
At home as in the local
Forgive us this day our daily spillage
As we forgive those who spill against us
And lead us not into the practice of poncey wine tasting
And deliver us from alco-pops
For mine is the bitter
The ale and the lager
Forever and ever
BARMEN