Bad ventilation duration of a beer, commonplace shithouse drown my fear, =
This whiskey goes down easy, smooth as a sow's ear, belly up and suck =
Another, you're in the clear. Every day deception, faking a motive, a =
Regular jokes "This is where I live" apprasing each intruder, one tipsy =
Glimpse of them, loyal to a forgotten stratagen. Get on in, shake off =
The road, don't you know that you're blocking the door? Unlucky lounge, =
Keeps her tables clean for you, forever darkness at noon. A vestige of =
Some former self saddles up slowly to the bar, she recieves the news =
Above, where the bottles stand, at least in here you take your luck wash =
It down with a beer, you'll know soon enough, don't expect nothin' fancy =
Here, all you have is what we got.
Submitted by: Mel
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