Anxious Adam
Braved the pub
Nursing a pint
Freebie with the grub
Wanted a half
The barman laughed
A buzzed barfly
Mouthing off to the staff
Come one man up
Please shut up
Don't throw up
Gets out his chair
meets the glare
anxiety flare

He walks on over and straight past to the gents
Am I being followed?
Shit.

Anxious Adam
Dares the Salon
Unstable Fringe
Ignored for too long
In a window seat
Face the highstreet
His voice cracks up
As he looks down at his feet
Pressure to chat
Don't fall flat
Remove your tin hat
Butchured his hair
Pays the fare
Acting unaware

Tries to escape whilst being unobserved
Is that Luke from work?
Shit.

Lungs in a vice
Throughts triple twice
Don't look don't stare
Not quite all there

Their eyes fixate
Cracks in the plate
Face cut with cringe
Fallen from a hinge

Anxious Adam
Attempts the tube
Disabled seat
Should probably move
Three stops away
Wrong time of day
Arrested gaze
He'll expect a major delay
Ominous chap
Avoids a scrap
Didn't mind the gap
Impulse to swear
Grow a pair
Barked the tune of cockney fanfare

Climbs to his feet to greet the desolate platform
Was that the last train?
Shit.

Anxious Adam
Endures his work
As Luke approaches
Armed with a smirk
Love the fresh trim
Smirk morphs to grin
Honey crisp file
Tellers secrets held within
Offer appealed
Unplanned yield
Cunning beast of his field
Runs to his lair
White dust prayer
Adams sorry affair

Smoking gun planted now he greets her in the field
Are my flies undone?
Shit.

Lungs in a vice
Throughts triple twice
Don't look don't stare
Not quite all there

Their eyes fixate
Cracks in the plate
Face cut with cringe
Fallen from a hinge