The pub is full 

But no one has said a word

Scrapes and cutting on plates 

Is all that can be heard

The care homes are probably empty 

For they’ve all turned up to spoons

A rainy Friday night 

But treated to some food

They’re all dressed in their best 

Lipstick reapplied 

That guy hasn’t moved

Is he asleep or has he died

And that man took 6 minutes to stumble 5 steps 

But the regulars that come here

Really believe it’s the best

Ah a buzz starts 

But the buzzing isn’t a fly 

A group of young men seemed to have just arrived

It’s that weird time

Dinner and pre-drinks vibes

But the vibes are a little strange

So I think I’ll finish my drink