Anotherdrinkingsong - Skyclad

Where they sit around

And get a round in while the getting’s good

They’ll make the most until the money’s gone

They’re coming out to celebrate

To sing and dance and to escape

A crazy world where everything seems wrong

Drinking to forget and to remember all the glory days

The days we stood apart and we stood strong

Though the beer befuddles sense

It can’t provide them recompense

They settle for another drinking song

Where the busy man finds recreation

The idle man finds business

The melancholy man finds sanctuary

The stranger may have welcome

And still within these self-same walls

The citizen may find some courtesy

From rose and crown to cock and bull

All history is written there

To folklore, myth and legend we belong

Come, masons, plumbers, carpenters

Come cricketers and huntsmen

All join us in another drinking song

Well you can keep your long-hours culture

Your lusting for adventure

There’s life aplenty down «The Tap 'n' Spile»

Forget your occupation down «The Salutation»

This tragicomedy will make you smile

From quaint barstool philosophy to subtle innuendo

It’s funny how the tribes all get along

Curse abstinence and temperance

Come celebrate insouciance

And join us in another drinking song