The Lancashire Hotpots - Bitter, Lager, Cider, Ale, Stout lyrics

I Went down the local pub the other night A pint of mild there in me sight Up approached a southern geezer He Said "Have a Bacardi Breezer" I said I hope your joking son that's not right Singing Bitter, Lager, Cider, Ale Stouts Designers drink, I'd rather drink nwt You can keep your white wine spritzer Babycham for your sister Order that in Lancashire son and your out I took Jean to Pig & Albert for us tea When some bloke ordered WKD Well I didn't know what for do When Big Frank ordered Malibu I tried explain to Jean She just couldn't see (She's partially sighted, registered disabled) Singing Bitter, Lager, Cider, Ale Stouts Designer drinks, I'd rather drink nwt You can keep your white wine spritzer Babycham for your sister Order that in Lancashire son and your out Everywhere I turn I see these Alcopops The kids are drinking 'em Hanging round the shops I should be their babysitter I could get 'em onto bitter No more ASBO's It's just barley, wheat and hobs Singing Bitter, Lager, Cider, Ale Stouts Designer drinks, I'd rather drink nwt You can keep your white wine spritzer Babycham for your sister Order that in Lancashire son and your out Singing Bitter, Lager, Cider, Ale Stouts Designer drinks, I'd rather drink nwt You can keep your white wine spritzer Babycham for your sister Order that in Lancashire son and your out Please drink in moderation