Coffins With Mead


    Miner 1:


    My mother once told me, It''d be best if she’d left for a bucket of mead (Miners together: Ha!)


    She bit her lip, her lip quivering pissed, and she spat her rum on me! (Miners Togethers: Ha!)


    All Together:


    She was a whore! A stinkin fat boar!


    A pig foul indeed!(Together)


    One hundred adored, a hundred on four,


    for being on her knees! (Together)


    We drink to the whores, we drink out the door,


    We’ll drink a barrel on me (Together)


    Brothers and sisters!


    Fuckers and fisters!


    Prepare our coffins with mead


    Miner 2:


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    My mother once told me, love is a bet, my lassie’ but a dream (Miners Together: Ha!)


    She quivered her lip, the cunt royally pissed, and she poured her rum on me (Miners Together: Ha!)


    All Together:


    She was a whore! A stinkin fat boar!


    A pig foul indeed!(Together)


    One hundred adored, a hundred on four,


    for being on her knees! (Together)


    We drink to the whores, we drink out the door,


    We’ll drink a barrel on me (Together)


    Brothers and sisters!


    Fuckers and fisters!


    Prepare our coffins with mead


    Miner 3:


    My mother last told me, life is best, licken those accursed bottles clean (Miners together: Ha!)


    She ran her lips, her breath burnin’s of piss, then she sickd’ her rum on me (Miners Together: Ha!).


    All Together:


    She was a whore! A stinkin fat boar!


    A pig foul indeed!(Together)


    One hundred adored, a hundred on four,


    for being on her knees! (Together)


    We drink to the whores, we drink out the door,


    We’ll drink a barrel on me (Together)


    Brothers and sisters!


    Fuckers and fisters!


    Prepare our coffins with mead