That's why we drink it here
And when we're gone from here
Our friends will be drinking all the beer.
My friend Daniel and I just came up with a new verse, for single malt Scotch. Credit goes to Daniel for thinking of the word "fault" and reminding me who the patron saint of St. Andrew is.
And that's St. Andrew's fault
So when this life does halt
Our friends will drink all the single malt