Sitting in bars and cafes Writing songs about songs And plays within plays But how rarely we dare To write something that says Anything about bars and cafes Be true to your bar And don’t let it down Or else it may not always be around Be true to your friends And let your friends know Without your bar you’d have no place to go You can’t drink tea all day long You’ll have two heart attacks Before you write the third song And how barely you’ll care If the rhythm’s all wrong Drinking Irish Breakfast all day long Eight hours is all you can take Of tea at St. Dymphna’s Until your hands shake Then repair to your lair For booze and beefcake Eight more hours, till you can’t stay awake (ch) Be true to your bar