Have you ever stopped to think about what rats do for fun?

Sure they crawl around and scurry,

Yeah they're always on the run but a rat sure likes a good time

Just like you and me

I'll prove it with a tale about a rat-infested brewery

It started with a little lad named vermin mccann

Who fell upon a drink that made him feel like quite a man

He rounded up his furry boys,

Though some wore a frown

They quickly changed their tune and they slammed a couple down.

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One, two, one-two-three-four!

Come on all you good rats

We'll send you to heaven you'll find the pearly gates in the froth and the foam

'cause in these vats you've made quite a creation

A potion that turned the guinness to gold!

Like mice behind a piper,

Rats from all around soon headed for this factory in old dublin town.

They surely heard the news about this fancy new rat-brew they come,

They saw, they had a taste and knocked back a few

The rats were in a tizzy

Addicted to the bone the hairy lugs were giddy

They were never going home

Like a bunch of drunken pirates prepared to walk the plank they drank,

They sang, they took a plunge and in the beer they sank!