Tankard - Barfly lyrics
[Tankard - Barfly lyrics]
Whisky - need a shot to stop the quiver
I've been here for days or minutes
Where is here? I couldn't tell
Somewhere in the outer limit's
Pretty close, I guess, to Hell
Hazy names and places foggy memory
Help me - Mister, can you spare a dollar?
Need a drink before I start to holler
Seedy bars is where I hang out
Crawling up the Strip all night
Dodging tabs and seeking spenders
Passing out or starting fights
It's a way of living in the underworld
Close to the edge - Barfly ready to fall
Walking the ledge - Barfly nothing or all
Playing your part - Barfly searching barfly
Barrooms - stench of beer
The smell of losers
Lowlifes - aging whores and senile boozers
We're a family of zombies
But a family nonetheless
Gotta hang on to each other
When your life's a filthy mess
Fighting for survival fighting loneliness
Way out - got a choice, I'm not a dumb one
Create - write a book and be a someone
Memoirs very popular
In those intellectual circles
Barfly turns to cult - scene start
Sleaze can be attractive
Viewed from safer shores
Close to the edge - Barfly ready to fall
Nothing or all - Barfly searching barfly