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"Where the Beer is Better" by Sons of Winifred    

Once again I've been dumped, my esteem has slumped,
And I can't afford my psychologist.

My career is a mess, I wish I were John Tesh.
I really should see a proctologist.

I've tried every pill; prozac, vagisil.
I've even hired an astrologist.

I've tried every cult and as a result,
I'm now a scientologist.

And the only thing I find can save me
Is holding a stein full of beer.

Pouring one down, wipe off that frown.
Give me two more, my spirits will soar.

I understand their is a land
where they brew beer that is twice as grand.

I'm going where the beer is better...

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