Basu Gautam - Post-modern Drunkards

The sky is clear tonight
And, we decide to leave this bar called modernity
My friends with me
They are all squeezed in this small rented car
It's quiet and they look worried in the backseat
And, as I try my best
To convince them of this post-modern bar
We are all heading towards this post modern bar
I promise them better cocktails
But then
I remind myself how drunk we have gotten from modernity
But, who cares
The sky still looks clear
And, we head towards post-modern bar
We are all getting drunk tonight at post-modern bar

Basu Gautam

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