VB — VICTORIA BITTER [Verse 1] Friday afternoon, the work week’s done, Sun going down, time to have some fun, Pull up a chair, hear the jukebox play, Cold VB waiting at the end of the day. Red and green label, sitting on ice, That first cold sip feels bloody nice, From the backyard BBQ to the local pub, VB’s calling when you need a little love. [Pre-Chorus] Raise it up, let the good times roll, Cold beer in your hand, fire in your soul, From Melbourne streets to the country side, Grab yourself a VB and enjoy the ride! [Chorus] 🎵 VB! Victoria Bitter! Cold as ice and getting better, Raise your glass, let the whole pub sing, VB’s the taste of an Aussie thing! VB! Victoria Bitter! Friday night and nothing’s better, One more round, let the good times begin, Crack that bottle — let the weekend in! [Verse 2] Footy on the TV, mates around, Laughing so loud you can shake the ground, Someone’s yelling, “Oi, grab another!” Someone’s shouting, “Cheers, you bloody legend, brother!” BBQ smoking, sausages on the grill, Cold beer waiting, yeah, you know the drill, No fancy words, no need to pretend, Just good mates, good times, and a cold one with friends. [Bridge] From the city lights to the country pub, There’s nothing like a cold one with your mates at the club, When the sun goes down and the night rolls in, Crack one open — let the good times begin! [Final Chorus] 🎵 VB! Victoria Bitter! Raise it high, you bloody legend! Cold in the hand, fire in the heart, That’s how an Aussie weekend starts! VB! Victoria Bitter! Sing it loud, everybody together, From Victoria all across the land, VB and your mates — That’s a bloody good plan! 🍺🇦🇺 [Outro] So here’s to the mates, Here’s to the night, Here’s to the beer That feels just right… V… B… VICTORIA BITTER! CHEERS, MATE! 🍻
