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• Artiste: The Bell Beat
• Titre: Peaking From The Brim
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My head is spinning my eyes are twisting Focusing on three drops of beer Evaporating on the table. Why is it that everybody talks so damned loud? Resentful, disgusted by everyone That walks through the door. Closing my eyes to snatch what’s left of my pride. Why is it they all think this is their favorite song? In a dive bar sipping the time away I’m no virtuoso, I’m just coming to play With only pennies in my hat. And now my head is still flipping Can’t close my eyes ’cause some jerk is spinning I think, yeah it’s that guy in the corner Behind a martini flirting with a waitress half his age. Fifty dollar bills dripping from his pockets Only pennies in my hat. Sound check tripped me up I’ll stumble through my quick set. In a dive bar sipping the time away I’m no virtuoso, I’m just coming to play With only pennies in my hat. Sandpaper in my throat by the second song. The jerk keeps spinning away. The bass is too loud, the tone is all wrong Thank God there’s only one song left. The waitress is gone, the jerk left his drink half full Or maybe it was half empty? What a time for philosophy. Last chorus, room’s half empty or half full? In a dive bar sipping the time away My hat is empty, and Ulysses S. Grant Is peaking from the brim.