Our Lager,

Which art in barrels,

Hallowed be thy drink.

I will be drunk,

At home as I am in taverns.

Give us this day our foamy head,

And forgive us our spillages,

As we forgive those who spill on us,

And lead us not to incarceration,

But deliver us from hangovers,

For thine is the Pilsner,

And the Porter,

And the Bitter,

Forever and ever.

Barmen.