Cider Safari

If you like apple juice but hate to think
I’m gonna tell you ‘bout the greatest drink
From Mudgeley to the Kalahari
Won’t you come on a Cider Safari with me?

If you’re shakin’ all over and lacking zest
A gallon of farmhouse works the best
Come sup with the angels drink with the Devil
Have a lost weekend on the Somerset levels

Yeah, Drink, drink, drink – the Cider Safari
Drink, drink, drink – the Cider Safari
Drink, drink, drink – the Cider Safari
Let’s go drinkin’ now, everybody’s thirsty now – Cider Safari

You can have it cloudy or fizzy with ice
Put it in a Snakebite, it still tastes nice
You can knock it back when you’ve got the bug
Your supermarket sells it in a three litre jug

Well it comes in a bottle of plastic or glass
It doesn’t judge you on creed or class
From the lowliest tramp to royalty
Won’t you come on a Cider Safari with me?

It’s a party in a bottle, a rockin’ scene
But beware it’s got the fighting gene
Read the government warning, don’t listen to me
And drink alcohol respons-ib-a-lly