[Chorus]:
Keep the peace,
keep the peace
Bounce those ruffians out of here
Bounce those scally-wags on their ear
Keep the peace, keep the peace
With a tavern full of ruckus men,
You don't know where and you don't know when
A hairy hand lands on your check
Oh, Kero, keep the peace
Down on your luck,
Raggedy and stuck
In a town that's murderous, dark and drab
A job in a tavern can't be all that bad
But watch your step,
Or you'll catch your death
As the sound rings out of a drunken mob
You'll have to bear down and do your job
[Chorus]
A wild kind of life,
Trading food for a knife
But you no worse off than you were at home
Left in the kitchen with bread and bone
And the pay's pretty fair
So you'll have'ta grin and bear
Grab the money, just kick and run
You'll have a sore head, but you'll have some fun
Pour the liquor and serve the meat
You're better of here than on the street
[Chorus]
On a drunken night,
Men looking for a fight
They talk to themselves, mumble and groan
Some of those devils better leave alone
A chair flies by
And up goes a cry
In a mass of bodies they tumble and roar
Make your way to the open door
And one by one fling them high and neat
'Til the whole congregations laying on the street
Oh, [Chorus]
Kero keep the peace
Oh, Kero, keep the peace
Keep the peace,
keep the peace
Bounce those ruffians out of here
Bounce those scally-wags on their ear
Keep the peace, keep the peace
With a tavern full of ruckus men,
You don't know where and you don't know when
A hairy hand lands on your check
Oh, Kero, keep the peace
Down on your luck,
Raggedy and stuck
In a town that's murderous, dark and drab
A job in a tavern can't be all that bad
But watch your step,
Or you'll catch your death
As the sound rings out of a drunken mob
You'll have to bear down and do your job
[Chorus]
A wild kind of life,
Trading food for a knife
But you no worse off than you were at home
Left in the kitchen with bread and bone
And the pay's pretty fair
So you'll have'ta grin and bear
Grab the money, just kick and run
You'll have a sore head, but you'll have some fun
Pour the liquor and serve the meat
You're better of here than on the street
[Chorus]
On a drunken night,
Men looking for a fight
They talk to themselves, mumble and groan
Some of those devils better leave alone
A chair flies by
And up goes a cry
In a mass of bodies they tumble and roar
Make your way to the open door
And one by one fling them high and neat
'Til the whole congregations laying on the street
Oh, [Chorus]
Kero keep the peace
Oh, Kero, keep the peace