[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. Everything stops for tea.