No booze today
My love has gone away
The bottle stands forlorn
A symbol of the dawn
No booze today
It seems a common sight
But people passing by
Don’t know the reason why
How could they know
Just what this message means
The end of my pubs, the end of all my dreams
How could they know
A palace there had been
Behind the door
Where bar staff reigned supreme
No booze today, it wasn’t always so
The company was gay
We’d turn night into day
But all that’s left is that bottle
So empty and lonely
I reached for my phone
To give the dog a bone
I order stuff online
It rarely comes on time
But what a surprise
For my bloodshot, blue eyes
Not only did I find
That bone to ease my mind
But also my salvation in this world of trepidation
Delivery of wine, both ordinaire and fine
No booze today, but it’s not too sad
When wine can be had
I’m now of good cheer, and might look for beer
No booze today but there’ll come a day
When glasses are full and people are gay…
with a nod to Herman’s Hermits