The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #88825   Message #1761350
Posted By: Mr Happy
16-Jun-06 - 09:41 AM
Thread Name: Fun With Mangled Lyrics
Subject: RE: Fun With Mangled Lyrics
Brings American each barrel. [Keith damages the cab.]


We do not want to drink our ale from the brooch.
Because has in the too little material.
Four and one half is each measure is full.
Too small is our sup; Is not enough is we completely.

So brings our barrel, with establishes its right.
Brings our barrel for to last beside the night.
Brings our barrel, regardless of is high.
We will drink its young fellow, we will drink it to be dry.

Bad small firkins, nine gallons grand total.
Although the ale, it is good, the size too is small.
For is the drinking young fellow, looks like you and like I.
That firkin keg rapid will run dryly.

And works as I critically ill and in me on just before the end.
By nearby mine bed leave happy full hogshead.
And if gets down under me must go when I die.
Then I and Old Nick, we can drink it to be dry.

So rolls outside yours puncheon and brings our butt.
Has the measure in front of us invests.
And through yours cup circle and the good ale, it will flow.
And we will be satisfy for a hour or so.