Oh, lager beer! It makes good cheer, And proves the poor man’s worth; It cools the body through and through, and regulates the health.

Without lager, things do not seem to go as well…

I’d always done a lot of (sniffing) glue as a kid. I was very interested in glue, and then I went to lager and speed, and I drifted into heroin because as a kid growing up everybody told me, don’t smoke marijuana, it will kill you . . .

No, I’m not a lager lout either. I think you have to be a massive football fan to be a lager lout.

I’m a lager drinker. I’m quite a stupid lager drinker. I do like my lager and mashed potatoes.

My mouth has a tendency to get me into trouble, but because I’m so small and I take on people who are lager than me. If someone punched me, I’d get my drummer beat them up.

I was thinking Benderbrau if it’s an ale, Botweiser if it’s a lager.

A barmaid pours out a pint of lager for a customer in our local pub and she puts it down on a day-pass ticket on the counter. When the customer picks up the pint the ticket sticks to the bottom of the glass. So I commented to the customer: Youve got a ticket to ride!