Текст песни Ode To The Pub - Tom Bright

An open house to anyone
Wars were won and business done
Under the roofs of these establishments
It seems there's no room at the inn these days
Though there's a history they'll never erase
Making way for luxury developments

With walls that could tell a tale or ten million
They made many men
Hosting the first pints for their eighteenths
Wakes, weddings, funerals
And now they're letting them just flatten all
Not to mention everything between

It's a sad sight for our eyes now they're all gone

A remedy to loneliness
A friendly face when all felt lost
More than meets the eye behind the bar
Doctor, mate, therapist
A shoulder to cry on when you're getting pissed
To see another go just breaks my heart

The flashing of the fruit machines
Lighting up financial schemes
A breeding ground for all the local kings
Fixtures, fittings, photographs
Of folk the future won't hear laugh
And a jukebox that made your Grandma sing

It's a sad sight for our eyes now they're all gone

It's a sad sight for our eyes now they're all gone