Knob Pub Chronicles

Yeah,

down at the Knob Pub Gather 'round Listen up

Postman Mark is staggering down the street Saying he's sober to everyone

he meets (yeah right!) And Liam's on the sofa,

a heavy-weight bum No job in sight,

just waiting for the weekend to come

Down at the Knob Pub,

raising up a glass Watching all the local legends acting world-class (haha)

Yeah, we're laughing at the crew

Nothing else to do

Now Chinese Dan secretly loves the pork ribs Gaps in his teeth,

wider than the London bridge Dale is a goggle-eyed fool in the

restraint Brushing his teeth with a pot of yellow paint

Daniel Maskell is just getting one down him quick While Luke sits

moody, miserable and sick

(cheer up mate!) That's the local lineup,

the pub's finest crew Spilling all their pints 'til the night is

through

Down at the Knob Pub,

raising up a glass Watching all the local legends acting world-class (cheers!)

Yeah, we're laughing at the crew

Nothing else to do

Shout out to the lads

Mark, Liam, Dan, Dale and Luke Put another one on the tab (ha!)