I’m not that girl
You used to know
I killed her off
Many moons ago
Now close your mouth
And dry your eyes
As life isn’t all beer
And scampi fries
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I’m not that girl
You used to know
I killed her off
Many moons ago
Now close your mouth
And dry your eyes
As life isn’t all beer
And scampi fries
As I sit here
Nursing a beer
Facing up
To the cold light of day
It is crystal clear
To me now, dear
You never loved me
Anyway
Leffe
He clarified
Not Lethe
Same thing,
She shrugged
It’s never as bad
As you think it’ll be
All sitting around
The Christmas tree
As long as you have
A beer, or two
To dull the pain
And see you through
Turning up here
An armful of beer
The epitome of niceness
But the look on your face
As I call you a disgrace
Is absolutely fucking priceless
Let’s do something
She said
Different this year
I’ve had enough
Of drinking beer
I don’t mind
He said
Whatever we do
As long as it involves
Me and you
Hogmanay (Part 3)
Time
Creeping
Mine
Sweeping
Dicks
Sleeping
Women
Weeping
Hogmanay 2020 (Part 2)
Staring into a new year
Together
Holding hands
I can’t believe
Out of everyone
It’s you who understands
Hogmanay 2020 (Part 1)
I’ll give you one day
Where the sun will shine
And that day is Friday
This week
But after that
It’ll all fall flat
And it’s back
To the future that’s bleak
(Originally Posted 31.12.2020)
And into those fires of hell
We jumped
Both of us head first
We should’ve just stopped
When the doors were locked
Rather than stay to quench our thirst
Drinking Irresponsibly
From
the
depths
of the
cold
Into
the
dancing
fires of
hell
I
just
cannot
help but
feel
That
this
will not
end
well
(Originally Posted 02.08.2020)
I should have gone with him that day
Instead of just staying in
As all I have to show
Now for saying no
Is one hell of a double chin
Better Plans
Shall we go out today
He said
Have a blast and give it our all
I’m afraid I already have a date
She said
With pizza, beer and football
(Originally Posted 14.06.2021)
Can we stop running now
She said
And make our new home here
This will do just fine
He said
Now let’s open that beer
Nirvana
Are
we
here
now
She
said
Away
from
all
that
shit?
I am
not too
sure
He
said
Let’s
make
a run
for it
(Originally Posted 03.06.2020)
Yet the fantasy
That promises so much
Rarely delivers
In the end
IPA
Beer
Bridging the great divide
between dreams and reality
Since 1993
(Originally Posted 26.04.2019)
In difference to the year before
I’d travelled down to Glasgow here
I met up with an old friend
To discuss another one over beer
What a difference a year can make
Along with some heavy anti-depressants
As you can see I was far happier
And had never felt more present
Old Faces
I
loved
talking
to you
so much
tonight
It
bought
a tear
to my
eye
It seems
there’s
no one
else I
want to
sit with
And
watch
the
world
go by
(Originally Posted 30.03.2020)
I’ll quite happily talk to you
She said
But let me make this clear
I’m not going to sleep with you
She said
I just quite fancy a beer
Shall we go out today
He said
Have a blast and give it our all
I’m afraid I already have a date
She said
With pizza, beer and football
This is why
I’m still alive
To be here
In moments like this
When all the pieces
Fit together
For these few seconds of bliss
Xxx
I
know
the
time is
coming
Although
I’m not
quite
there
yet
When
all
I’ll
feel is
hungover
And
full
of
fucking
regret
From
the
depths
of the
cold
Into
the
dancing
fires of
hell
I
just
can’t
help
feeling
That
this
won’t
end
well
One can
Two cans
Three cans
Four
Perhaps
I should eat
Before
I drink
Any more
They
say
you
shouldn’t
write
when
drunk
But
what
else
will
help
deal
with
this
funk?
At
least
beer
allows
me to
release
that
valve
And my
heart,
somewhere
along
the
line,
to
salve
Drinking
beer
When
it’s
just
you
Is
not
as
fun
As
drinking
with
two
Fill it
up to
the top
So that
I can
drink
again
I want to
feel the
pleasure
And to
forget
the pain
Stumbling
home
Drunk
again
When will
I learn
Alcohol
is not
My best
friend
Bloody hell
My head is sore
I shouldn’t have stayed
For ‘just one more’
Would
you
like
to
dance,He
said,And I’ll
whisper
sweet
nothings in
your ear?I’ve
no
time
for
romance,She
said,So
just
go and
buy me
a beer.
I fear I’ve
had one too
many a drink
tonight…
Perhaps now
is not the
time my story
to write…
Yesterday
we
remembered
you.Together,
in this
city, just
us two.We laughed,
and smoked
and drank
too much beer.Both of us
wishing you
were still
fucking here.Xxx
Drunk
Happy
Drunk
Sad
Fridays
are a
bitch
Beer…
maintaining the great divide
between dreams and reality…since 1993.