Wilbur Soot — White Wine in a Wetherspoons

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Yeah, I’m recording
One, two, three, four

[Verse 1]
Bouncer greets us at the door
He can tell we’ve been here before
So he lets us pass
And we climb up 15 flights of stairs
And find that spot in the corner just over there

[Verse 2]
It’s only 6:30 but we’re starting to drink
I’m ordering the usual
I think I need a change of pace
London’s bursting at the seams
It’s not quite the place I hoped I’d be

[Chorus]
It’s white wine in a Wetherspoons
It’s fine dining with cheap perfume
It’s country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?

[Verse 3]
‘Cause concrete sculptures and broken glass
It’s the lamp posts who guide our paths
Because the moon can’t get in
And the clouds hang heavy
Blocking out his pursuit
And booze hangs limply on our rental suits