Verse:
I see that storm rolling in, Over that bleak skyline, It's shakin' down the streets and takin' out those power lines, 'Cause if those lines you're not a part you keep hustling for your dime, Boyo that's the way we so things here, Keep the price tag on your mind
Pre Chorus 1:
And I pass that red brick wall that I've seen all my life, And somehow it reminds me of a better place and time, Now had we lost each other somewhere along the line? The next that we see to eye to eye is gonna be a long long time
Chorus:
So bottoms up all ye Hopefuls, you know this won't be the last, When those bottles run the bone then I'll break out the flask, Mr. Bartender please oh please bring me another round, 'Cause when I get to feel like this, it's here that keeps me sound, it's sad I know. I'm afraid it's so.
Verse
Best check your fundamentals man what part was ever fun? Put that dollar in your pocket and that bullet in your gun. You damn we'll know the Rat Race has long since begun, It's a turn of the century and we're worse off than the last one
Pre Chorus 2:
And I wanna love I wanna feel but it's far easier to hate, it gets harder everyday to find a way to abborate. Why set myself apart? I am Man and Man is me, so pull on up that stool my friend can I buy you a drink?
Chorus:
So bottoms up all ye Hopefuls, you know this won't be the last, When those bottles run the bone then I'll break out the flask, Mr. Bartender please oh please bring me another round, 'Cause when I get to feel like this, it's here that keeps me sound, it's sad I know. I'm afraid it's so.
Verse:
Serve me up the ink well, show me where to sign, wrap me up in tales of grandeur I'm on a be one of the "good guys", Call me a cynic and a liar, Hold me in contempt, But the forthcoming of those icy winds, No one is exempt
Pre Chorus 1:
And I pass that red brick wall that I've seen all my life, And somehow it reminds me of a better place and time, Now had we lost each other somewhere along the line? The next that we see to eye to eye is gonna be a long long time
Chorus:
So bottoms up all ye Hopefuls, you know this won't be the last, When those bottles run the bone then I'll break out the flask, Mr. Bartender please oh please bring me another round, 'Cause when I get to feel like this, it's here that keeps me sound, it's sad I know. I'm afraid it's so.
Bogtrotters Union is hard at work cultivating a sound all their own. You can find Bogtrotters Union frequenting McMullan’s Irish Pub, as well as the annual Age of Chivalry Renaissance Faire at Sunset Park.
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