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Re: God Save the Queen
The Shakespeare Conference: Monday, 5 May 2003

[1]     From:   Judi Crane <
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        Date:   Saturday, 3 May 2003 00:35:24 +1000
        Subj:   Re: SHK 14.0833 Re: God Save the Queen

[2]     From:   Judi Crane <
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        Date:   Saturday, 3 May 2003 00:57:23 +1000
        Subj:   For Don Bloom (re God Save The Queen)

[3]     From:   H. David Friedberg <
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        Date:   Friday, 02 May 2003 11:21:59 -0400
        Subj:   Re: SHK 14.0840 Re: God Save the Queen

[4]     From:   John W. Kennedy <
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        Date:   Friday, 02 May 2003 12:04:35 -0400
        Subj:   Re: SHK 14.0840 Re: God Save the Queen

[5]     From:   Matthew Baynham <
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        Date:   Tuesday, 6 May 2003 09:43:21 +0100
        Subj:   God Save the Queen


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From:           Judi Crane <
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Date:           Saturday, 3 May 2003 00:35:24 +1000
Subject: 14.0833 Re: God Save the Queen
Comment:        Re: SHK 14.0833 Re: God Save the Queen

How about:

What's the use of drinking tea?
Indulging in sobriety
And teetotal perversity?
It's healthier to booze.

What's the use of milk and water?
They are drinks that never oughter
Be allowed in any quarter
Come on, lose your blues.

Mix yourself a shandy!
Drown yourself in brandy!
Sherry sweet,
Or whisky neat
Or any kind of liquor that is handy.
Ther's no blinking sense in drinking
Anything that doesn't make you stinking!
There's no happiness like sinking
Blotto to the floor!

Put an end to all frustration,
Drinking may be your salvation,
End it all in dissipation
Rotten to the core!

Aberrations metabolic,
Ceilings that are hyperbolic,
They are for the alcoholic
Lying on the floor!

Vodka for the Arty!!
Gin to make you hearty!!
Lemonade was only made
For drinking if your mother's at the party!!
Steer clear of home-made beer,
And anything that isn't labelled clear.
There is nothing alse to fear,
Bottoms up - My Boys!!!

Same comments as before regarding Rugger players and Engineers and Arty
types only there to scoff apply.  The immortal words of the above ditty
are inscribed in the (Australian) Combined Universities Songbook
(1965).  While this particular ditty is categorised as a 'Drinking
Song', many similar are labelled 'Patriotic Songs'.  Real songs with a
nationalistic flavour were labelled 'Satirical Songs'.  Such wit and
rebellion, even before flares, hippies, Woodstock, Vietnam and student
protests.  Those were the (nostalgic) days!

Cheers
Judi Crane

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From:           Judi Crane <
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Date:           Saturday, 3 May 2003 00:57:23 +1000
Subject:        For Don Bloom (re God Save The Queen)

OK, Don, just for you, here it is:

A long time ago,
Way back in history,
When all they had to drink was nothing
But cups of tea.
Along come a man by the name of Charlie Mopps,
And he invented a wonderful drink,
And they give it the name of hops.

Chorus
Oh, he ought t'have been an Admiral,
A Sultan or a King,
And to his praises
We should always sing,
Look wot he has done for us,
He's filled us up with cheer!
Lord bless Charlie Mopps,
The man who invented beer.

Beer Beer Beer Diddly Beer Beer Beer

Oh a bushel of malt and a barrel of hops
And stir it around with a stick!
For sport and lubrication, it'll make your engine tick!
Forty pints of wallop a day to keep away the cracks,
It's only 14 pennies a pint,
But a shilling and tuppence with tax!

Chorus

Beer, Beer, Beer, Diddly Beer, Beer, Beer.

At the gentleman's club, and the working man's pub
And the hole in the wall as well,
No matter what the name is,
It's Charlie's beer they sell.
But come along me hearty lads,
At ten o'clock she stops!
For five short seconds,
Let's remember Charlie Mopps!
One, Two, Three, Four, Five

Chorus

I do hope that this advances the cause of scholarship.

Bottoms Up!
Judi Crane

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From:           H. David Friedberg <
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Date:           Friday, 02 May 2003 11:21:59 -0400
Subject: 14.0840 Re: God Save the Queen
Comment:        Re: SHK 14.0840 Re: God Save the Queen

For Don Bloom

Inventing Beer: This is probably not what you want but the Mudcat may be
the place to search

http://www.mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=23418#273003

Here is some

Date: 18 Jul 00 - 09:51 AM
In The Mudcat Shop: The Wall, Tommy

I have it by The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem. I was *shocked,
shocked* to find it missing from the Trad. Here is what I remember:

Beer, beer, beer, tiddly beer, beer, beer
A long time ago, way back in history
When all there was to drink was nothing but cups o'tea
Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mopps
And he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops.

(Chorus) He might have been an admiral, a sultan, or a king
And to his praises we shall always sing
Ah, look what he has done for us, he's filled us up with cheer
Our Lord bless Charlie Mopps, the man who invented beer, beer, beer,
tiddly
beer, beer beer.

A bushel of (...?), a barrel of (...?), you stir it around with a stick
The sort of lubrication to make your engine tick
So come on all ye lucky lads, 11 o'clock she stops
5 short seconds, remember Charlie Mopps
One, two, three, four, five!
(Chorus)

The Jury's Pub, the Clancy's Bar, the hole in the wall as well
One thing you can be sure of, it's Charlie's beer they sell
40 pints of wallop a day will keep away the packs
It's only 8 and 1/8 a pint, and one-and-6 in tax
(Chorus)

Anyone can fill in the holes? Correct what I've been hearing?

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From:           John W. Kennedy <
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Date:           Friday, 02 May 2003 12:04:35 -0400
Subject: 14.0840 Re: God Save the Queen
Comment:        Re: SHK 14.0840 Re: God Save the Queen

Don Bloom <
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>(PS: Doesn't anyone know "The Man Who Invented Beer"?)

Here is one version.  The variations are considerable.

    A long time ago, way back in history,
    When all they had to drink was nothing but cups of tea,
    Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops,
    And he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops.

CHORUS: Oh, he might been an admiral, a sultan, or a king,
         And to his praises we will always sing,
         For look what he has done for us,
            he's filled our lives with cheer.
         The Lord bless Charlie Mops,
            the man who invented beer!
               beer beer tiddily beer beer beer beer....

    A barrel of malt, a bushel of hops, you stir it around with a stick,
    The kind of lubrication that'll make your engine tick.
    Forty pints a wallop a day to keep away the cracks.
    It's two and fifty a pint, and five percent tax!

CHORUS

    The White Heart, the Dragon Inn, the Royal Oak as well:
    One thing you can be certain of, it's Charlie's beer they sell.
    So come on all you lucky lads, eleven o'clock she stops
    Five seconds of silence now to remember Charlie Mops.

CHORUS

(Curious, really, the importance attached to hops, which were added only
in the middle ages as a preservative, and which did not become normative
in England until after the publication of Reginald Scot's 1574 "A
Perfite Platforme of a Hoppe Garden, and the Necessary Instructions for
the Making and Mayntenaunce Thereof: With Notis and Rules for
Reformation of All Abuses, Commonly Practiced Therein, Very Necessarie
and Expedient for All Men to Have, Which in Any Wise Have to Doe With
Hops".)

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From:           Matthew Baynham <
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Date:           Tuesday, 6 May 2003 09:43:21 +0100
Subject:        God Save the Queen

Dragged from the cesspit of memory, here is the approximate chorus of
The Man who Invented Beer. Mercifully, I cannot remember any more of it.

He ought to have been an admiral, a soldier or a king;
Unto his praises we shall always sing;
For look what he has done for us: he's filled us up with cheer;
God bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer.

Formulaic is the word that spring to mind (amongst others).

Matthew Baynham
Chaplain
Bishop Grosseteste College

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