| One fine evening on earth
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| We stood on stage and played
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| When suddenly bright lightning
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| Disturbed our glorious show
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| Oh no! |
| not again the alien!
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| Oh please, leave us alone!
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| «No more space beer» he cried
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| And begged us for our help
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| He told us on his planet
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| They’re all about to die
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| Frankfurt: we need much more beer desperately
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| Answer quickly the brew’s his destiny
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| Frankfurt: we need much more beer desperately
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| Answer quickly no beer for light years
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| Talked to binding straight off
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| They promised to supply
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| Six million sixty six packs
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| Stored in the green man’s ship
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| Lift off! |
| Leaving solar system
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| And we were all aboard
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| Galaxy «Dog» we stopped
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| The plasma drive broke down
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| Bad luck, caught by space pirates
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| They snatched our alcohol
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| Frankfurt: we need much more beer desperately
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| Answer quickly the brew’s his destiny
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| Frankfurt: we need much more beer desperately
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| Answer quickly no beer for light years
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| Two days later… Bingo!
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| We tracked these scumbags down
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| Hot laser beams, explosions
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| Destroyed the Milky Way
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| Stop! |
| Halt! |
| Give up and surrender
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| Return the liquid gold!
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| All is well that ends well
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| Planet Beermuda waits
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| Big Alien-Super-Party
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| All drank up in one day
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| Frankfurt: we need much more beer desperately
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| Answer quickly the brew’s his destiny
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| Frankfurt: we need much more beer desperately
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| Answer quickly no beer for light years |