No alcohol in sight,
Just sittin’ ‘ere,
still smells of beer.
I’m bored of this place,
the sticky walls,
the vomit-covered fascia!,
the greasy guys with da “big balls!”
I’d so much rather be elsewhere,
anywhere, somewhere, I don’t care!
A Burger King! A back-alley, a dump!
All of these places would suffice enough!
These people you encounter on a night out on the town,
are silly, hormones with legs, with sticky tight jeans and fabrics on the legs!
They believe themselves to be COOOOOOOL guys and gals,
But that facade falls away, when THEY fall away, down a drain!
The sight is funny, they’re drunk, they feel no pain!
I had plans to stay at an acquaintance’s house,
we’d play some cards, make some jokes, play some games,
but no, we had to go clubbing, ugh! Fuckin’ lame!
I feel so out of place, so unwanted, like a pubic louse!
When I get home, I’m so gonna write an acidic poem,
oh wait, I’ve already done that…..*anger lowering*
So thats all, and that is that!
Clubbing in town is total utter crap!