There was a knocking at my door
It's the dreaded landlord
He wants his rent
He wants it now
And he is careless how
He left us in a vacant daze
Asking how we got here
And we retired to slumber
But the glasses never were rinsed

There was a tapping on my back
It's the dreaded foreman
I think I see a smile
Through his teeth and his cigar
He put my hands to work
And said they'd otherwise do nothing
And I made a thousand things today
I'm sure I'll never use

There was a ringing on my bell
I picked it up to answer
They said they were my comrade
But they couldn't say my name
So I asked 'em 'bout the sun and moon
And what their thoughts on time were
They hung it up in madness
And went on to punch the clock
And somewhere there's the sound of someone singing
I got an invitation once from liberty
They had a mischief brew
But no goblets were used
Besting rum or porter
'Tis a liquor never brewed
Never Brewed

There was a rapping at my door
It's the dreaded policeman
He had a ticket to enter
Signed by fools at Stanford laws
He questioned me on politics
And scorned my generation
For not respecting elders
And the land's authority

So when the landlord came to knock
I said come back tomorrow
There's more life I'll be living
Than just slaving for your wage

And to the troop and foreman
Make yourself to things
I don't use
For I'm off into the forest
For a liquor never brewed
Today i'm are following the sound of someone singing
I got an invitation once from liberty
They had a mischief brew
But no goblets were used
Besting rum or porter
'Tis a liquor never brewed
Never brewed!