Wraggy, King of the Cheap Pint

Lyrics

[Verse]
Wraggy’s throne’s a barstool splintered and worn
He’s sipping lagers like legends are born
His kingdom’s a pub with a flickering light
A crown of foam in the dim Friday night

[Verse 2]
Stained hoodie’s his armor
Crumpled with pride
Claims every pint’s a journey worldwide
No fruity twists
No artisan dreams
Just fizz on his lips and bubbles that gleam

[Chorus]
Oh Wraggy
King of the bottom shelf
Living it up with nobody else
Raise your glass to the no-named brew
Cheers to a world that's simple and true

[Verse 3]
The jukebox wails as he laughs out loud
His jokes as flat as the pints allowed
But he’s got stories that stretch out far
In the sticky embrace of the neighborhood bar

[Bridge]
He’s no connoisseur
That’s not his role
He’s chasing cheap hops
Saving his soul
No tasting notes
No swirling glass
Just a man with a pint letting time pass

[Chorus]
Oh Wraggy
King of the bottom shelf
Living it up with nobody else
Raise your glass to the no-named brew
Cheap as dreams yet sparkling like dew