Oh, this place is getting old
The light's too dim
The seats are cocktail soaked linen
The art is shit
We can always walk and find another spot
But if you wanna stay then we better talk
I hate the type of people gathering here
Sure there's lots of laugh and life
Inside the walls
Overshadowed now by tykes
With Smirnoff Ice
And 30-year-old men thinking they're still young
Drinking half pints and skipping the lines
Chatting up some girls in their late teens
Lets say goodbye
Goodbye for good
Let's go and get out of here
And go deeper into town tonight
At least for tonight
Just for tonight
I dont care if drinks are cheap
They put a tax
On your dignity in here
The puffer jackets
Are getting on my nerves it's peak summer
I guess that's hypocritical with my jumper
At least in a crowd, I look distinct
The pub it overflows like my
Stout when he puts it aside
How I wish the fizz would set
Lets say goodbye
Goodbye for good
Let's go and get out of here
And go deeper into town tonight
At least for tonight
Just for tonight
I don't know why they bother calling it a Spoons
It's much more like a knife it cuts your soul in two
I hate the dreary place when can we leave
I just want to leavemore