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Sunday Story - I'm dying for a pint



I’m dying for a pint

I cannot wait til Saturday

Its been a hundred days or so,

Without the heaving crowd

And the amber nectar glow.

I cannot wait til Saturday

To see my mates again

And all that noisy banter

Among those so-called friends.

I cannot wait til Saturday

I’ve been locked down don’t you see

My freedom and a well-earned drink

Is my simple little plea.

I cannot wait til Saturday

You don’t need to push or hurry

All civilized table service now

And we can still go for a curry.

I cannot wait til Saturday

Social distance is my middle name

I promise I’ll be careful

I know it’s not a game.

I cannot wait til Saturday

Look I’ve only had a few

And I can tell you categorically

That you haven’t got a clue.

I cannot wait til Saturday

I’m itching for a fight

Just need some drink inside me

To convince me that I’m right.

 I cannot wait til Saturday

I’m sure I’ll be OK

I’ve managed work and shopping

So I’ll risk it anyway.

I cannot wait til Saturday

Look I’m telling you I’m clean

I know I’m in your space now

But you know I’m virus free.

I cannot wait til Saturday

Blue lights are everywhere

You might think it’s irresponsible

Not to me, I just don’t care.

I cannot wait til Saturday

I’m dying for a pint

Now maybe you’ll be dying too

All because I didn’t mind.


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