Costa and Starbucks are closing down our pubs Now rubbing shoulders with those I hate, from the ones I used to love No dartboard or billiards all playing our simple game Now who has the latest Ipod or laptop, as they've just rushed from the train A shout of Roger, Rihanna, down to this coffees going cold! To paying over six pound a drink and not a care once sold Company credit card all the way, no thought to the petty cash kitty Looking up, the old pub tiles still grace the brick built wall, oh such a forgotten pity.