[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