Our lager,
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink,
Thy will be drunk,(Means will be consumed),
At home as it is in the tavern.
Give us this day our foamy heads,
And forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill against us,
and lead us not to incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers,
For thine is the beer, the bitter and the lager,
Forever and ever,
Barmen