filthy horse - a story of a belgian ale lyrics
when i was born along ago
the milk was hot, with foam like stout
i said ‘mother’, although i couldn’t speak (here’s a tale)
i’d rather have a belgian ale
when i met my first love
she showed me her shining peach
i said, girl i rather see that blush on your cheek
i don’t like stale, i want belgian ale
when it was time to take a vow
i saw in the corner my mother in law
she looked so sneaky, fat as a whale
how i needed a belgian ale
one night my wife showed me her t-ts
she said it’s time to make some kids
i scratched my head and i turned pale
i’d rather have a belgian ale
i went to pucket, to the sandy sh0r-s
as i watched them filthy horse
i picked up a chick, but she turned out male
my god i do need a belgian ale
i went to a pub in amsterdam
some man tried to sell me heineken
i beat up the guy, i went to jail
because he told me it was belgian ale
i went to heaven i’d paid my dues
but they only had some apple juice
so straight to h-ll, and the devil said (here’s a tale)
duvel is the best belgian ale
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