They try in vain our minds to chain

I'm up in the stars

Looking down at the gutter

When I'm good, I'm very good

But when I'm bad, I'm better!

Oh barman, fill this glass again

And keep on pouring

'Til death says when

Oh barman, fill it to the top

And we'll be drinking

'Til the singing has to stop

They try in vain our minds to chain

A, B, C, D, E, F, G

The only notes that matter

When I'm good, I'm very good

But when I'm bad, I'm better!

They try in vain our minds to chain

Me and all my friends

Are coming 'round to your house

And we're not going to go

Until we get thrown out

Oh barman, fill this glass again

They try in vain our minds to chain