in the corner there's an old young man, he sits in his regular spot/ he's been coming to this bar for the last 2 years, he's been coming whether he wants to or not/ he stumbles on over night after night fro his dark apartment down the street/ and he drinks 'till he'll laugh about anything, and he drinks 'till he can't keep his feet/ he says "my mama always told me I'd grow up to be special, but I guess I grew up to get old/ and life's not at all what I had expected and I'm going it all alone/ where have all my good years went? I drank 'em all away/ now my body's to tired to try anymore 'cause my body feels twice my age/ but this whiskey feels nice, the next one'll feel better/ tomorrow will be the same as today/ but tonight, it'll keep all the demons at bay// To his left there's a man who is wearing a tie and he's never been here before/ he's got his head in his hands and his phone is turned off and his jacket and briefcase on the floor/ he says, "I don't really like the taste of alcohol but please give me something good and strong/ all of my life I've tried to do everything right but somehow its all gone so wrong/ money isn't everything, well, that's what they say, but it sure means a hell of a lot/ we were barely hanging on to our house and our car and now I just lost my job/ and I don't see a way to dig us out of this hole and the weight on my shoulders is crushing my soul/ how has this become my life? and how do I go home and face my wife?/ I think I'll need a lot to drink tonight// oooooooooooooooo// Near the end there's a man holding something in the light/ its a picture of a woman, she's got breathtaking eyes/ the picture's been folded the edges are torn, but it seems she's never seen so much beauty before/ so he folds her up gently and puts her back in its wallet, then he kisses the leather and puts it in his back pocket/ he says, "I just need one more small drink to be brave, all this waiting is more than my broke heart can take/ my baby she left me and I've been wasting away, but I can't say I blame her 'cause I ain't no saint/ but I love her more than anything else in this world, and I gotta go win back my beautiful girl/ how the hell did I loose her now when i had her in my arms?/ and I gotta find the right thing to say somehow 'cause she won't fall for any of my charms/ she said she'd meet me tonight at a quarter past 8/ this is my chance, so just one more drink of else I might be late// ooooooooooooooooo// and they all drink alone, and we all hope they can make it home
credits
from The Young Adult,
released August 21, 2011
All music written and performed by: Abbi Rajasekhar
Recorded with: Josh Estock @ Great Western Record Recorders
Mixed and Mastered by: Jon Visger
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