Here's to Shepton
It's on its knees
Won't the government lower
The tax on alcohol please!
Give the pubs the upper hand over
Supermarket sleaze
They're destroying our culture
With their lower price freeze
We buy our beer in bulk
Bring it back home to drink
Like the incredible hulk
shipwrecked into bed we sink
In a sulk
For we've not met new friends
Only drank til we've caulked
And whitened and paled and netflixed out
And it could be the ale or speciality stout
But in fact it's the lack
of the life we're about
Just go down the pub
You'll feel better no doubt!
This culture is dying
But it's not what you think
Britain was founded on
A strong liking for drink
If you consider the heroes
The brave and the true
You'll find they all loved
To partake of the brew
We come together in clubs
And in teams
We drink to our fellows
And we drink to our wins
But drink too to your losses
As well as your gains
Because as the penny tosses
So fall the rains
And mercy can fall equal
On Kings as on peasants
But just mind how you say it
When plucking a pheasant!
I think we were better back in 1981
When we drank through unemployment
And likewise we drank to have fun
But you've got to enjoy it
With friends and in good company
It's like music to my ears
And it's the mark of being free
