Pool Table Bar

What am I doing here
People smoking, drinking beer
I think I might be in trouble
Beer bottle looking kinda double

There's a fight breaking out
A back room brawl
Pool sticks swinging around
Someone's getting knocked to the ground

There's a Pool table under a smoke filled lamp
Momma said a pool table bar is filled with scamps
And Hustlers looking for prey
Gonna be fights and people who aren't right
Just run away

Momma would called me a fool
I ran into the back thinking I was cool
I just wanted to see the fight
That's when someone threw a right

Someone's always hustling someone
Lucky no one pulled a gun
I crawled toward the back door
I didn't want to see anymore

Poor judgement from the barflies
Pour judgement from the tap
Short tempers
Impaired anger
Bound to be a fight

Someone hit me with a bottle
Wasted a lot of brew
Caught me by surprise
I was beer bottle baptized

I hear sirens blaring outside
Someone called the cops
People running for the door
They called a truce to the war