Dive Bar Opera

Pool balls crack’n loud
As Jimmy chalks up his que
The old man in the corner his gin blossoms
Tell better stories than he do
The runaway princess she’s trollin’ for favors
Hoping that she’ll find a bed
Jill’s crashing hard tonight
Vodka mixing with her meds

All the drug dealers got carney gazes, the lonesome bachlors’ they got ‘em too
As they drown all of their past loves, while trying to lubricate up the new

Put a quarter in the juke box
That cracklin’ music recycling bin
Play a song we’ve heard a million times
As the walls hеre start to spin
Mickey’s eyеing a gal’s drink
Like he wants to drop in a Finn
Workers slammin’ back shots
They go down like original sin

Nobody here has ever been accused of, of being proper
The aria never changes, in this dirty Dive Bar Opera

Killin’ time, killin’ hope, killin’ dreams
Killin’ brain cells all night long
Neon beer signs are their sunrise
And this is the only place they call home
They’re just angels rollin’ bones
Too pissed-off to be depressed
Except for our honky tonk diva
Lord she can hardly keep herself dressed

Closin’ time comes too early, as they shuffle on out the door
Weavin’ down the highway until tomorrow, when they come back for more