Three beers for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark pub
In the Bar of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Beer to rule them all, One Beer to find them,
One Beer to bring them all and in the pub bind them
In the bar of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
So, you know, take care with beers, some could be dangerous…