Beans

Lyrics

[Chorus] When they say every flavour They mean every flavour Put your hand in Who knows what you're getting Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans They are a risk with every mouthful [Verse 1] There's lettuce, and onion And every kind of cheese you'd ever eat And some you wouldn't And peanut flavour too There's also chips, and pizza And earwax flavour There's even something That looks suspiciously like pepper Strawberry, and almond, pork And half-baked cake There's also plastic, and ink Of every kind of colour There's tomato, and radish And egg, and grass, and watermelon Watch out for the brown ones 'Could be mud or chocolate too or even… [Chorus] When they say every flavour They mean every flavour Put your hand in Who knows what you're getting Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans They are a risk with every mouthful [Verse 2] Flour, and carrot Steamed or fried or both Or maybe toffee if you're lucky ('cause the ochre ones could be anything) There's gravel, and salad And fish, and beef, and pasta sauce With bacon and olives And a cauldron full of frogs eyes And there's liver, and tripe And spice, and all things nice There's also rubber, and mint And the sticky stuff You find at the back of cupboards Ron: Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans! 3 sickles Harry! Let's buy some! [Chorus] When they say every flavour They mean every flavour Put your hand in Who knows what you're getting Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans They are a risk with every mouthful [Verse 3] Coleslaw, and cracker And hot waffles with jam There's also caviar, and pigeon And Peter picked a peck of pickled peppers And green ones you'd only try If you're Godric Gryffindor With your eyes closed When you're much too sick to smell anything And cocoa, and milk, and chilli sauce And Branston pickle You could try that grey one But rather you than me 'cause I'm a Slytherin [Chorus] When they say every flavour They mean every flavour Put your hand in Who knows what you're getting Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans They are a risk with every mouthful When they say every flavour They mean every flavour Put your hand in Who knows what you're getting Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans They are a risk with every mouthful When they say every flavour They mean every flavour Put your hand in Who knows what you're getting Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans They are a risk with every mouthful Ron+Harry: This one tastes like kumquats Another bean! D'you think there's any E numbers in these, Harry? This one's got a checkered pattern on it! I'm not touching that one! Aren't there' any nice beans? Where do they get all these flavours from? Oh no… Corned beef! This one tastes alr– n-no it doesn't! Charming, Ron! More beans! Harry, I think I need to go to St Mungo's… Well that's 3 sickles down the drain