[Spoken:] Every nation in creation has its favorite drink.
France is famous for its wine; it's beer in Germany.
Turkey has its coffee, and they serve it blacker than ink.
Russians go for vodka, and England loves its tea.

[Sung:] Oh, the fact'ries may be roaring with a boomalacka zoomalacka whee,
But there isn't any roar when the clocks strike four.
Everything stops for tea.

Oh, a lawyer in a courtroom, in the middle of an alimony plea,
Has to stop and help 'em pour when the clock strikes four.
Everything stops for tea.

It's a very good English custom, though the weather be cold or hot.
When they need a little pickup, you'll find a little teacup
Will always hit the spot....

Now I know just why Franz Schubert didn't finish his Unfinished Symphony.
He might have written more but the clock struck four.
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