Beans

[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