VERSE 1 The sun goes down, another busy day, As lights scatter on, across all of LA, Have a bite to eat before we all meetup, At a shitty bar that’s now our favorite spot, PRE CHORUS But the liquors cheap, And Chris will keep it flowing, While Victoria sings, That her heart will keep on going, Alan’s playing pool, And Sonia’s getting vodka, We’re some strange damn fools, It might be kind of odd yeah, CHORUS But this is church, But this is home, It’s where I praise the Holy Ghost, On a Friday night, Under colored glass lights, And cheap wine, It feels like a holy communion, It feels like a family reunion, Come sing at our karaoke bar, VERSE 2 Not the kinda spot you think is any good, With the sticky floors and slightly frozen food, On the side of town that you don’t want to be, Which is dimly lit and no security, GUITAR SOLO OUTRO But this is church, But this is home, It’s where I praise the Holy Ghost, Down at the Whiskey Bend, Down at the Whiskey Bend, Down at the Whiskey Bend  

Tagses: tarangray, rock, piano man, billy joel, poison (we can link these up later)

Link to the mp3 file:
The Whiskey Bend
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