Here we are gathered around
Drinking… smoking… at the bar now
So come on down
And have yourself a beer
Drink amongst our peers
Talk about the year’s gone bye
So excuse me while I whine
And I play a song for you tonight
On the Open Mic
Woke up to this morning
To the same old ugly face
Seams like times running out fast these days
(So I’m hanging up the phone)
I growing tired I am growing old
I just want to be known
So excuse me while I whine
And I play for you on the Open Mic
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