(It's all behind this door.
Ladie and gentlemen, the Beer Room.)

Take a drink
And you'll sink
to a state, of pure inebriation
You'll be tanked, like the whole, Irish nation

When you drink enough, of my beer,
You will find this magic brew'll
make you're every joke, a jewel
You'll drive drunker than, Oksana Biull

Go on buds
drink my suds
till you've reached, that pure inebriation
though the beer, may be free,
You're just renting it from me

(Ahh.It's like I died and went to Heaven, butbut then they realized it wasn't my time and so they sent me back to a brewery)