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No. 12 - Act II Opening Chorus
| Men: | With a luncheon that's fit for a King, And a circle of jolly good fellows, With wine of the best, and with story and jest, And a circle of jolly good fellows, good fellows, good fellows, The sternest philosopher mellows, And having done justice to each of the excellent liquors before us, We haste to despatch the last of the batch To the tune of a rollicking chorus, a chorus sonorous, a rackety rollicking chorus, A chorus sonorous, a rackety rollicking chorus! Glasses clinking, Toasts we drink in jolly camaraderie, Laughing, jesting, each his best in Give and take of repartee, Hither, thither, ev'ry whither Flies the shuttlecock of wit, Hearty laughter shakes the rafter, Hearty laughter shakes the rafter, Greeting each successful hit, each successful hit. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! |
| Dr. O'Bryne: | So here's to the cook who provided the lunch, And here's to the steward who laid it, And here's to the liquor from sherry to punch, And here's to the fellow who made it. And here's to our meeting and lunching again, Till we haven't a molar to munch on, Or a joke to propound, or a yarn to go round, Or a penny to pay for the luncheon. |
| All: | A luncheon, a luncheon, Till we haven't a penny to lunch on, A luncheon, a luncheon, Till we haven't a penny to lunch on, With a luncheon that's fit for a King, And a circle of jolly good fellows, With wine of the best, and with story and jest, And a circle of jolly good fellows, good fellows, good fellows, The sternest philosopher mellows, And having done justice to each of the excellent liquors before us, We haste to despatch the last of the batch To the tune of a rollicking chorus, a chorus sonorous, a rackety rollicking chorus, A chorus sonorous, a rackety rollicking chorus. |
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