I DON'T WANT TO FIGHT

The stubble will be gone by tomorrow I think 
Don't feel like shaving but could do with a drink 
Something alcoholic to take all my pains away 
That's what I have got planned through the day

Before you preach and give me a lecture 
I will dismiss it all as mere conjecture 
If I want a drink that is what I'm going to do 
It's down to me and doesn't concern you

Whisky I'm thinking will I hope soften the blow
Vodka is what my comrades drink this I know
I am one of Putin's men and don't want to fight
That's why I'm thinking of drinking tonight