Rocktoberfest - Day 20

They call it Summers Monday

But Tuesday's just as bad.

They call it Summers Monday

But Tuesday's just as bad.

Lord, and Wednesday's worse

And Thursday's all so bad.

The karaoke's crap on Friday,

Saturday I try to avoid this dive.

No one's here on Friday,

Saturday this place ain't alive.

Sunday I just stay home,

Gonna kneel down and pray.

Joe have mercy,

Joe have mercy on me.

Joe have mercy,

Joe have mercy on me.

Though I'm tryin' to find a reason to come here,

Pretty much everything is shit but the beer.

Rocktoberfest - Day 13

Everybody's got a secret, Sonny,
Something that they just can't face,
Some folks spend their whole lives drinking to forget it.
They carry it with them every shot that they take.
Till some happy hour they just cut it loose
Cut it loose or let it drag 'em down,
In the Red Room no one asks any questions,
or looks too long in your face,
In the darkness on the edge of Summers.
In the darkness on the edge of Summers.

Some customers are born to be kind,
Other customers are just damn rude, anyhow,
I lost track of my tab and I lost my mind,
Them things don't seem to matter much to me now.
Tonight I'll be on that stool  'cause I just can't stop,
I'll drink on that stool with everything I got,
Lives on the line where dreams are doomed and lost,
I'll be there on time and I'll pay the cost,
For wanting things when servers can't be found
In the darkness on the edge of Summers.
In the darkness on the edge of Summers.

Rocktoberfest - Day 8

All of my friend come to Summers last night
I was laying in my seat and dying
Annie Barista from Saint Angel
Say "the bartender here totes slow"

Just then the wind came squalling through the door
(even though the sign says use the front door)
But who can the bartenders command
Patrons want to have a little peace to die
And a friend or two to love at hand

Bar tab  roll up to a hundred and five
Roll on up, gonna roll back down
(if you know who is working)
One more day I find myself alive
Tomorrow maybe go to Joe's dungeon
See here how everything
Lead up to this disappointment
And it's just like any day at Summers
That's ever been

Summers going up and then
Summers going down
No shine through my window
And my friends they don't come around
Don't come around, don't come around

Joe might know, but Joe don't care
That a man can want good service
Take a look at poor Joe, he's lying in pain

Rocktobertfest - Day 6

Five o'clock already
I was just in the middle of a beer
I was kissin' Lead Soprano
Who said Joe wasn't even here
But I kinda got bored
'Cause then I guess I just won't get drunk
These are the days
When you wish your beer was already poured

It's just another Summers Monday
I wish it were Sunday
'Cause that's my fun day
My I don't have to run day
It's just another Summers Monday

Have to catch an early train
Got to be at Summers by five
And if I had an aeroplane
The bartender might still be alive
'Cause it takes me so long just to figure out what I'm gonna drink
Blame it on the metro
But I don't even want to think

It's just another Summers Monday
Wish it were Sunday
'Cause that's my fun day
My I don't have to run day
It's just another Summers Monday

All of the nights
Why did my server have to pick last night
To get fired?
(Last night, last night)
Doesn't it matter
That I have to drink for both of us
Who will Joe hire?
He tells me in his basement voice
"C'mon honey, let's fuck shit up
Is that beer in your cup?"

It's just another Summers Monday
I wish it was Sunday
'Cause that's my fun day
It's just a Summers Monday

Rocktoberfest - Day 2

Cold beer glasses, and pickleback pain,
Listen to the whistle of the metro train.
You know you bound to wind up po',
If you don't give back to Tennessee Joe.

Non-happy hour prices hurt my head,
But even during happy hour this place is dead.
Well, do you know it's like I said,
You better give back  to Tennessee Joe.

Drink all day and karaoke all night
(except on Thursday or Saturday),
Laurie come to get you if you don't walk right
Got a text this morning, "pay your tab" all it read,
You better give back to Tennessee Joe.

I fell three stairs and cracked my spine,
Sonny, come quick with the iodine,
Catch a few winks, baby, on the patio
Then you better not sue Tennessee Joe.

I almost run into Umbetro,
Blacked my eye and he kicked my cat,
My kitty turned to me and she meow,
We better pay back Tennessee Joe.

I woke up a feelin' mean,
Hung over and looking green,
The wheels turned around, and the vomits flow
You better pay back Tennessee Joe.

Rocktoberfest - Day 1

In the peach room with no curtains near the metro.

Black-roof country, no bartenders, tired patrons.
Lo-def tvs run-down fluorescents burn your dark eyes.
Donna smiles on you leaving, her contentment.

I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place where the servers run from the customers.

At the bar she was unkindness in the hard crowd.
Consolation for the bad tip now remembered.
Calm down tiger too much peach burns your dark eyes.
She's just texting, goodbye happy hour, tired patrons.

I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark where the servers run from the customers.