The Pub

The men brought the cues the women stayed away
the place was barely alive.
All we ever needed was a lamp post or a tree
All we ever needed was a place to come and drink
We were park bench heroes.
Nearly (?)
Not zeroes
We’d come and drink
(?) one flying high over a graveyard
where an angel had spread out her wings,
flashing her teeth in some angelical smile
and some not so angelical things.
(?) burn in hell at the bottom
with a message in Latin or Greek.
Something like the meek shall inherit the earth
but the strong will then inherit the meek
Go on now go, walk out the door.
Karaoke night came and went around 1994.
A new landlady breathed some life in 1996
and we watched as it evaporated just inches from her lips.
We were park bench heroes.
Nearly (?)
Not zeroes
We’d come and drink
(?) one flying high over a graveyard
where an angel had spread out her wings,
flashing her teeth in some angelical smile
and some not so angelical things.
when a church choir suddenly appears from the jukebox singing this incredible
song
Blessed are the weak and the two (?)
When there’s nothing much at stake for the strong.
A new landlord and land lady took the helm in 2006
Steered us close to rocky shores almost sunk this ship
and just like all the others they left us there to list
Park bench heroes are rarely missed.