Wetherspoons

style

• pop punk
• alt pop
• crunchy distorted guitars
• punchy live drums
• young female vocal
• sneering then vulnerable
• huge shouted chorus
• diary-honest
• glossy but raw
• american accent

the numbers

bpm

96

key

D# major

energy

0.68

dance

0.90

valence

0.58

vocal at

1.0s

length

1:51

language

En

lyrics

(one two three four!)

Forty minutes of him being furious about a Christmas dinner
His mother asked about me twice and he could not cope
He told me this at a table sticky with somebody else's night
(somebody else's night)
And I have thought about it approximately every day since

I did not gloat (did not gloat)
I bought the next round, which is the same thing but legal

Wetherspoons!
(Spoons, Spoons)
Where the best forty minutes of my year happened
Wetherspoons!
Under a light that makes everybody look guilty

He is a good person. I want that on the record. Genuinely good.
He just did a bad thing once and never worked out how to fix it
And neither did I, and the fixing window closed quietly
(closed quietly)
Nobody tells you those windows close. They just do.

I'd go again. Same table. Same bad light.
I'd say the actual thing this time. Probably. Maybe.
No I wouldn't. But I'd want to. That's the song.
(BAND EXPLODES)

Wetherspoons!
(Spoons, Spoons)
Where the best forty minutes of my year happened
Wetherspoons!
Under a light that makes everybody look guilty

(Spoons!)