(for Carter Albrecht)
Hey, man, why are you still here
Putting salt in happy hour beer
This city dines on slop and slurps down swill
You should be in New York or in Nashville.
You've been plotting away
And rotting away
In a city that doesn't care
You've been plodding away
And haven't gotten away
How much more can you bare.
Keep sitting on that stool
Smoking and drinking, you fool
Someone's got to take notice
And crown you cool.
Hey, man, who were you supposed to be
Local legends never make history
I can't believe you never got away
You should've been in Paris or at least LA
You'd been tossed a chance
And you scoffed at that chance
In a city that ain't aware
You crossed off that chance
And never got off your ass
How much more can we care
Keep sitting on that stool
Smoking and drinking, you fool
Someone's got to take notice
And crown you cool.
12.11.09
STE-145 (bad 144)
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Saturday, December 19, 2009
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