Lirik Lagu Pinball Song - Slobberbone
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Six weeks on the road now, I'm feeling kind of spentThere's a few things I need and ones a friendA few good games of pinball and a double whiskey sourI'll rinse it with a beer and repeat again
You know I couldn't find you in the place you used to beI'm a sucker for the old times, that's meBut I asked around the bar and they said you were gone for a couple of daysOn a vacation in the drunk tank so they'd say
I saw that girl you used to know at the other end of the barI never thought she'd ever get that farShe said you two were through, it seemed you were driving for different thingsI said I understood, I've wrecked that carSo now there's thirteen empty bottles, a glass or two or fourThe lights came on we headed for the doorBut the night was adolescent and she said she wanted moreAnd that's what she kept the apple blossom forSo up the stairs to her apartment with the Christmas lights that blinkIt's the second week of May but that'd be okayExcept that under those blinking lights we opened a big old can of stinkAnd you smell it soon enough in one more day
Saturday, the twelfth of May, the policeman turns the valveAnd the first drunk of the weekend dribbles outCollect all your effects and take a cab straight to the barYou're wondering what the whisperings all aboutWell I'll tell you:
It's about the easy sheen of alcohol, of better-not-do's doneOf blinking lights and the curse of roomates' tonguesAn entire bar's worth holding theirs, but it only takes just oneAnd then it's pass that can around, it's your turn, sonBecause this pinball gane I'm playing, you know it's not the same
Times used to be you and me could always matchYeah and the multiball came easy just like the replay gameAnd the wagers won and tossed hard down the hatchSo now I nailed the free game and there's a bottle across my headMy table tilts, I'm headed for the floor
You know I couldn't find you in the place you used to beI'm a sucker for the old times, that's meBut I asked around the bar and they said you were gone for a couple of daysOn a vacation in the drunk tank so they'd say
I saw that girl you used to know at the other end of the barI never thought she'd ever get that farShe said you two were through, it seemed you were driving for different thingsI said I understood, I've wrecked that carSo now there's thirteen empty bottles, a glass or two or fourThe lights came on we headed for the doorBut the night was adolescent and she said she wanted moreAnd that's what she kept the apple blossom forSo up the stairs to her apartment with the Christmas lights that blinkIt's the second week of May but that'd be okayExcept that under those blinking lights we opened a big old can of stinkAnd you smell it soon enough in one more day
Saturday, the twelfth of May, the policeman turns the valveAnd the first drunk of the weekend dribbles outCollect all your effects and take a cab straight to the barYou're wondering what the whisperings all aboutWell I'll tell you:
It's about the easy sheen of alcohol, of better-not-do's doneOf blinking lights and the curse of roomates' tonguesAn entire bar's worth holding theirs, but it only takes just oneAnd then it's pass that can around, it's your turn, sonBecause this pinball gane I'm playing, you know it's not the same
Times used to be you and me could always matchYeah and the multiball came easy just like the replay gameAnd the wagers won and tossed hard down the hatchSo now I nailed the free game and there's a bottle across my headMy table tilts, I'm headed for the floor
