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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Well, I heard ’bout a place, way over in Czech,
Where the beer flows cold, crisp, and direct,
A town called Pilsen, where the golden waves roll,
And the folks there say, “This beer’s got soul!”

[Chorus]
It’s a beer-lover’s dream, a hop-filled ride,
Where the barrels are big and the taps don’t hide,
Golden rivers flow, bubbles rise,
And the basement brew will open your eyes!
So grab a pint, take my advice,
Pilsen’s the place—it’s beer paradise!

[Verse 2]
They’ll show you the tanks where the magic begins,
Where the yeast gets busy and the bubbles spin,
They clean those bottles, make ‘em shine like gold,
Then fill ‘em up—liquid dreams untold!

[Chorus]
It’s a beer-lover’s dream, a hop-filled ride,
Where the barrels are big and the taps don’t hide,
Golden rivers flow, bubbles rise,
And the basement brew will open your eyes!
So grab a pint, take my advice,
Pilsen’s the place—it’s beer paradise!

[Verse 3]
Now barley and hops, and water so clear,
That’s the holy trinity of perfect beer,
Been brewin’ since eighteen forty-two,
And buddy, they still know what to do!

[Verse 4]
Then down to the cellar, where it’s cool and dark,
Where the unfiltered brew’s got a bite and a spark,
One sip, two sips, now I understand,
Why Pilsner’s the king of this beer-lovin’ land!

[Chorus]
It’s a beer-lover’s dream, a hop-filled ride,
Where the barrels are big and the taps don’t hide,
Golden rivers flow, bubbles rise,
And the basement brew will open your eyes!
So grab a pint, take my advice,
Pilsen’s the place—it’s beer paradise!

[Verse 5]
When the tour is done, don’t head out yet,
There’s a greasy Czech feast that you won’t forget,
Sausage, dumplings, pork so thick,
Soak up that beer, make your belly stick!

[Verse 6]
So if you love beer, you know where to go,
Hop on a plane or a train real slow,
Straight to Pilsen, let the good times roll,
Raise a glass and fill your soul!

[Final Chorus]
It’s a beer-lover’s dream, a hop-filled ride,
Where the barrels are big and the taps don’t hide,
Golden rivers flow, bubbles rise,
And the basement brew will open your eyes!
So grab a pint, take my advice,
Pilsen’s the place—it’s beer paradise!