Lyrics

[Verse]
Mark Fletcher the plasterer he’s the king of the scene
Ripped shirt stinks of plaster dust he's never too clean
Looks like Onslow from that show we all know
Sips lager in the Golden Lion with a hearty glow

[Chorus]
In the bear pit he's the founder the legend untamed
With a pint in his hand he’s forging his name
Laughter echoes loud while the darts get thrown
Mark's kingdom is this pub where he's fully known

[Verse 2]
Morning light breaks he’s covered in grime
Sweat and toil mark his daily climb
But when the work is done it’s time for the fun
To the Golden Lion he goes the night’s begun

[Bridge]
The jukebox plays he’s a dancing bear
No cares to be found he’s light as the air
With his hearty laugh and his rugged charm
Mark Fletcher the plasterer does no harm

[Chorus]
In the bear pit he's the founder the legend untamed
With a pint in his hand he’s forging his name
Laughter echoes loud while the darts get thrown
Mark's kingdom is this pub where he's fully known

[Verse 3]
The nights grow long the stories get bold
About the bear pit king and the tales he’s told
With his friends all around he’s never alone
Mark Fletcher the plasterer has made this his home