Lyrics:
Well there was a lad in German land
A sure and rising star
He was making plans to practice law
As soon as he passed the Bar
Then he stepped out in a downpour
And he felt the lightning strike
And his life flashed right before'm
And what he saw he didn't like
So he took upon himself
the habit of a lowly monk
And to study'n the scriptures
in his monastery bunk
But his questions as to life's meanin' remained unanswered
'Till he fell into a drinkin' hole'n
then he perked up and said:
There ain't no beer in heaven
so we must drink it here
(Drink it here!) (x2)
It's a hard, hard thing to do
(Don't trouble yourself, pass me your brew)
Ain't no beer up there
so we must drink it here.
Well he saw the light that day'n
so he up and quit his order
Took a nun to be his bride'n
then he made tracks for the border
'Cuz that beer it loosened up his tongue and made his speech much bolder
And the things he said made folks want'a chop his head right off his shoulders
So he lived his life in careless ease -- a'tankered at his lips
And he burned that pile of papal bull
(Like Cortez burned the ships?) -- Yep
And while wars fought for religion
all across the dad-gum globe
He just kicked back on the front porch
with a cask of Michelobe
Singin...
Well about that German friar,
Martin Luther was his name
And the more I learn about
him the more it makes me feel ashamed
Ain't no wonder heathens think church-folk got brains made outta' mush
When the Reformations founder
was a big-ole brown bag lush...
What's a god ??¿
jerisdecayx 2 years ago
What???
tomfrib 2 years ago
classic brilliant loved ittt almost as much as I love beer
WarriorMonks 3 years ago
Yesssss!
tomfrib 2 years ago