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A time ago, way back in history
When all there was to drink was nothing but cups of tea
Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops
And he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops.

He ought to be an Admiral, a Sultan, or a King
And to his praises, we should always sing.
Look what he has done for us, he's filled us up with cheer.
The Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented,
Beer, beer, beer, tiddly-beer, beer beer.

A barrel of malt, a bushel of hops, you stir it around with a stick
The kind of lubrication that makes your engine tick.
Forty pints of malt a day will drive away the cracks
It's only 1-8 p a pint or 2 and 6 with tax.

Clancy's bar, O'Riley's Pub, the hole in the wall as well
There's one thing you can be sure of, it's Charlie's Beer they sell
So come on all you lucky lads, at 11:00 she stops
Five short seconds now, to remember Charlie Mops
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, (sniff, sniff)

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