Choices, Choices
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[Sung by Person 1]
The Tickhead Tavern's closing time We always wish farewell with wine The Broken Barrel's nighttime carol's Sung off-key; at least it rhymes [Person 2] Adder's Alehouse is open late If you know how to pick the gate But sunrise comes and then we're done Stumbling home at half-past one [1] (spoken, interrupting over 2's last line) Hey, what's that? [2] Looks like beer, might be piss Who can tell, t' be completely hones’? [1] Pick it up; give it a sniff Pass it 'round if you can't tell which [Both] A drink! A drink! [2] Not like us to discriminate [Both] A drink! A drink! [1] Not too fancy for our taste [2] Bastard's Brew's open till two But they'll let you stay until you're through Mr. Haney's only fee is That you buy him his drinks too [1] Always the last stop of the night Comes at break of morning light The final treasure's nighttime pleasure's Finding something new to try [2] Looks like beer, might be piss Who can tell, t' be completely hones’? [1] Pick it up; give it a sniff Pass it 'round if you can't tell which [Both] A drink! A drink! [2] Not like us to discriminate [Both] A drink! A drink! [1] Not too fancy for our taste [2] Some might say we're raving mad [1] They just don't know the night we've had [2] We've never been first to turn in [1] And never will, for which we're glad! [2] Looks like beer, might be piss Who can tell, t' be completely hones’? [1] Pick it up; give it a sniff Pass it 'round if you can't tell which [Both] A drink! A drink! [2] Not like us to discriminate [Both] A drink! A drink! [1] Not too fancy for our taste |
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