[Christopher Bowes]
Summer Breeze, I want to hear your most polite applause
Oh, yes, quite quite eh? Mm, indeed, mm super!
What a nice sound
We got a whole bunch more songs to play, but first I'm going to have a drink
You know I prefer the beer from two towns over, but this'll do
Alright then!
This next song, it is about Victoria Beckham
Because of course, she is the most famous of the ol' Spice Girls
And this is!
That Famous! Old! Spiced!
[Verse 1]
Many a year I have worked in these parts
Running this inn that ain't marked on no charts
Though its location to many is known
If you're to find it you have to be shown
Through methods long hidden we carеfully craft
A beverage to rival thе Huntmaster's draught
The mere smell of which, the Gods would entice
And them that know call it that Famous Ol' Spiced
[Verse 2]
Here sits a man, a smuggler by trade
A-boastin' of all of the money he's made
Runnin' his liquor to here and to there
Travellin' all over and peddlin' his wares
He says he's had beers from Prussia and wines
Taken from all of the very best vines
But none of these tipples could ever suffice
So I'll bring him a jug of that Famous Ol' Spiced
Summer Breeze, I want to hear your most polite applause
Oh, yes, quite quite eh? Mm, indeed, mm super!
What a nice sound
We got a whole bunch more songs to play, but first I'm going to have a drink
You know I prefer the beer from two towns over, but this'll do
Alright then!
This next song, it is about Victoria Beckham
Because of course, she is the most famous of the ol' Spice Girls
And this is!
That Famous! Old! Spiced!
[Verse 1]
Many a year I have worked in these parts
Running this inn that ain't marked on no charts
Though its location to many is known
If you're to find it you have to be shown
Through methods long hidden we carеfully craft
A beverage to rival thе Huntmaster's draught
The mere smell of which, the Gods would entice
And them that know call it that Famous Ol' Spiced
[Verse 2]
Here sits a man, a smuggler by trade
A-boastin' of all of the money he's made
Runnin' his liquor to here and to there
Travellin' all over and peddlin' his wares
He says he's had beers from Prussia and wines
Taken from all of the very best vines
But none of these tipples could ever suffice
So I'll bring him a jug of that Famous Ol' Spiced
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