Remove Myself From Confrontation
I walk into Yates and out of the rain,
Man at the bar being a massive pain.
Complaining about the staff discount,
Apparently, he doesn\'t even work there,
What a cunt!
Must have been his lady friend,
His gob was pissing me off to no end.
I chose to sit away from them,
Remove myself from confrontation.
Remove Myself From Confrontation (Part.2)
The story continues and how little I knew - part.2,
Situated myself in another person\'s targeted view.
A man approached me while I was eating a burger,
Said he lost his bank card,
I said can\'t help you mate before he went any further,
Sensing an addict and didn\'t need to look hard,
Making his way around the pub and pulling the same lies,
Couldn\'t believe my eyes.
He even asked the bar staff for a free drink,
I continued eating my food quietly,
Then couldn\'t believe the audacity.
He left and came back,
Asked if I would buy him a pint,
I said no mate and that was that.