Follow footers round the bar
With their complicated hairdos,
spark their cigarettes in the dark
Yeah, they huddle in the corner,
juicy hug, kiss him last week
Yeah, the girls all love to gossip,
lick their lips and grind their teeth
I've got liquor on my breath
And the punks, the thugs,
Try and take me for a ride
But I see all of their angles
We'll get the batter down to the floor
Like we've done so many nights
With a little liquor in our cups
Where the barmaids are like angels
On the dark end of the bar
They pour sweet salvation
Send you stumbling through the park
Where the hookers all work boulevard
And their pimps are close behind
And have long since lost their minds
And the ranking boys are raising hell
They spill out on the streets
They roll the bones and sing their songs
And ride their tambourines
And this money don't come easy
It's gone before it's been
You can find me at the barstool
Chasing thrills with next month's rent
We put the pattern down to the floor
With a little liquor in our cups
Sometimes my gears get rusty
And I start to feel the grind
The scene gets old and dusty
Lights go out on the neon signs
And I will sleep when I am dead
The needle's on the record and
The beat bumps through my head
Hit the dance floor with the vengeance
And I sweat those drugs away
I revel in that nightmare
And the light's like an explosion
Burn my eyes and show my face
Someone lead me to the door
Cause I'm too high to find my way
We'll put the pedal down to the floor
With a bit of liquor in our cups
When the sun goes down the lights go
We put the pedal down to the floor
We can live a liquor in our cups
When the sun goes down the