They try in vain our minds to chain      I?m up in the stars   Looking down at the gutter   When I?m good, I?m very good   But when I?m bad, I?m better!      Oh barman, fill this glass again   And keep on pouring   ?Til death says when      Oh barman, fill it to the top   And we?ll be drinking   ?Til the singing has to stop      They try in vain our minds to chain      A, B, C, D, E, F, G   The only notes that matter   When I?m good, I?m very good   But when I?m bad, I?m better!      They try in vain our minds to chain      Me and all my friends   Are coming 'round to your house   And we?re not going to go   Until we get thrown out      Oh barman, fill this glass again      They try in vain our minds to chain