Just Pull The Pint - MurtR Guitar [Verse 1] (G) I walked into the local at a quarter after four I pushed back the hinges on that (C) heavy oak (G) door (G) I was fleeing from the kitchen and the smell of boiling fats For me wife (C) Breda’s got the (D) cabbage on and (G) I can’t be having that (G) I took me usual barstool, gave the wood a friendly pat I said (C) "A roast beef and a (G) pint to go with that" (G) The barman looked at me as if I’d spoken Japanese He (C) didn’t move a (D) muscle, didn’t (G) even aim to please [Verse 2] (G) He pointed to a little square, a jumble of a blot I said (C) "Is that a crossword or a (G) coffee stain you’ve got?" (G) He said "You scan the QR code to see the Sunday fare Then you (C) order on the (D) portal and you (G) pay your money there" (G) I pulled out the Nokia, the hinge is held by tape I (C) try to find the (G) camera but the screen is out of shape (G) No Wi-Fi and no data, it barely makes a call The (C) Guinness tap is (D) two feet off and (G) that’s the worst of all |[Chorus] |(G) Just pull the (C) pint, just pull the (G) pint, how hard can it be? |I’ve (C) been drinking in (G) this place since (D) nineteen-sixty-three |You’ve (G) got a tap, I’ve (Em) got a fiver, let’s keep the logic clear |Since (C) when do I need (D) software just to (G) buy a beckoning beer? [Verse 3] (G) I looked around the room and saw a tragic silent sight A (C) dozen people (G) hunched and staring at a glowing light (G) No banter in the pub, no stories told, no laughter shared Just (C) fingers tapping (D) glass while the (G) QR code blared (G) Then out comes the manager, he’s barely twenty-four With a (C) haircut like a (G) poodle and his policy in store (G) "It’s efficient, sir," he told me, "it’s the modern floorplan way" While the (C) dinner's sitting (D) cold upon a (G) lonely kitchen tray |[Chorus] |(G) Just pull the (C) pint, just pull the (G) pint, how hard can it be? |I’ve (C) been drinking in (G) this place since (D) nineteen-sixty-three |You’ve (G) got a tap, I’ve (Em) got a fiver, let’s keep the logic clear |Since (C) when do I need (D) software just to (G) buy a beckoning beer? [Outro] (G) Cut to the kitchen table where the fluorescent light is dim I’m (C) sitting in me (G) jacket with a face that’s gray and grim (G) No portal and no password, just a plate of spuds and meat And a (C) glass of (D) lukewarm water just to (G) make the thing complete