Big Time

[Verse 1]
Well, it's Sunday night in the city
And his flat top's done just right
Below the drop's on the stereo
He'll meet the stiffs for a drinkin' night
It's quarter past eight, he's never been late
For a bottle with his name on it
So it's into the car and down to the bar
Where he buys the first round for the boys

[Chorus]
Well, he's headed down to Mad Dog
And he's lookin' for a skinhead girl
He'll take what he can, it's the story of a man
And the life of a drunken fool
You never know who he'll meet
I've seen him dancin' in the street
And next Sunday he'll be comin' back for more

[Verse 2]
Well, he worked his way through the slaughterhouse
And through the years that he'd rather forget
He holds true to the friends that he left behind
And to the boys that he just met
Well, it's quarter past eight, he's never been late
For a bottle with his name on it
So it's into the car and down to the bar
Where he buys the first round for the boys

[Chorus]
Well, he's headed down to Mad Dog
And he's lookin' for a skinhead girl
He'll take what he can, it's the story of a man
And the life of a drunken fool
You never know who he'll meet
I've seen him dancin' in the street
And next Sunday he'll be comin' back for more

[Interlude]

[Bridge]
Well, it's Sunday night in the city
And his flat top's done just right
Below the drop's on the stereo
He'll meet the stiffs for a drinkin' night
It's quarter past eight, he's never been late
For a bottle with his name on it
For the road and then down to the bar
Where he buys the last round for the boys
You're bound to see him someday
Between the city and the streets of VA
So when you do, don't be fooled by the story
The story of a drunken fool

[Chorus]
Well, he's headed down to Mad Dog
And he's lookin' for a skinhead girl
He'll take what he can, it's the story of a man
And the life of a drunken fool
You never know who he'll meet
I've seen him dancin' in the street
And next Sunday he'll be comin' back for more