Bitter Lager Cider Ale Stout (2012) Songtext
von The Lancashire Hotpots

I were down the local pub the other night
A pint of mild were there in me sight
Up approached a southern geezer
And said "Have a Bacardi Breezer"
I said "I hope you′re joking son, that's not right"

Singing bitter, lager, cider, ale, stout
Designer drinks? I′d rather drink nowt
You can keep your white wine spritzer
Babycham, that's for your sister
Order that in Lancashire son and you're out

I took Jean to Pig & Elbow for us tea
And some bloke ordered WKD
Well I didn′t know what fer do
When Big Frank ordered Malibu
I tried explain to Jean, but she just couldn′t see


Singing bitter, lager, cider, ale, stout
Designer drinks? I'd rather drink nowt
You can keep your white wine spritzer
Babycham, that′s for your sister
Order that in Lancashire son and you're out

Everywhere I turn, I see these alcopops
(Alcopops)
All the kids are drinking ′em hanging round the shops
(Round the shops)
Let me be their babysitter
I could get 'em onto bitter
No more ASBOs, just barley, wheat and hops

Singing bitter, lager, cider, ale, stout
Designer drinks? I′d rather drink nowt
You can keep your white wine spritzer
Babycham, that's for your sister
Order that in Lancashire son and you're out
(Key change)
Bitter, lager, cider, ale, stout
Designer drinks? I′d rather drink nowt
You can keep your white wine spritzer
Babycham, that′s for your sister
Order that in Lancashire son and you're out