Predator's Saliva
Osmotar, the father of beer
He walked to the edge of the fields
The barley had come from Pellonpekko
Thus the barley was added to beer
Osmotar he rubbed his hands
So he rubbed the time after time
Thus, the animals had come to life
Those fetchers of the seasonings
He got the sap and he got spruce sprouts
Those he had fetched from the woods
That's how Osmotar prepared the beer
Out of hops and barley
But the beer would not ferment
The costly ale lies still in place
That's when the means were found by him
By Osmotar, the god of beer
Get the predator's saliva
Get the predator's saliva
Get the predator's saliva
Then he followed the instructions
So he fetched the bear's saliva
It was time for the beer to ferment
The dark proper beer so fragrant
Thus, a toast was made to Ukko
Thus the pints of beer were raised
The holiest drink of them all
Which is called the sap of the gods
He got the sap and he got spruce sprouts
Those he had fetched from the woods
That's how Osmotar prepared the beer
Out of hops and barley
But the beer would not ferment
The costly ale lies still in place
That's when the means were found by him
By Osmotar, the god of beer
Get the predator's saliva
Get the predator's saliva
Get the predator's saliva
Get the predator's saliva (get the predator's saliva)
Yeah
Give me the beer, you fucking clown
He walked to the edge of the fields
The barley had come from Pellonpekko
Thus the barley was added to beer
Osmotar he rubbed his hands
So he rubbed the time after time
Thus, the animals had come to life
Those fetchers of the seasonings
He got the sap and he got spruce sprouts
Those he had fetched from the woods
That's how Osmotar prepared the beer
Out of hops and barley
But the beer would not ferment
The costly ale lies still in place
That's when the means were found by him
By Osmotar, the god of beer
Get the predator's saliva
Get the predator's saliva
Get the predator's saliva
Then he followed the instructions
So he fetched the bear's saliva
It was time for the beer to ferment
The dark proper beer so fragrant
Thus, a toast was made to Ukko
Thus the pints of beer were raised
The holiest drink of them all
Which is called the sap of the gods
He got the sap and he got spruce sprouts
Those he had fetched from the woods
That's how Osmotar prepared the beer
Out of hops and barley
But the beer would not ferment
The costly ale lies still in place
That's when the means were found by him
By Osmotar, the god of beer
Get the predator's saliva
Get the predator's saliva
Get the predator's saliva
Get the predator's saliva (get the predator's saliva)
Yeah
Give me the beer, you fucking clown
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Writer(s): Aki Hanttu, Jonne Jari Juhani Jaervelae, Tuomas Antti Antero Keskimaeki, Tuomas Aleksei Rounakari, Juho Heikki Kauppinen
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