Happiness You know it?
It’s measured by the can
The barrel and the bottle
And the loudly playing band

And of an end to good times
That one should never speak
Because if our hearts be weighted
It’s sorrow that we’ll reap

And all that’s good and righteous
Our lovers, friends and fools
Would never live life hard enough
Without that hallowed brew

So lighten up your hearts now
Be brave and never fear
And where you go you’ll always know
That Steve would like a beer