Slumped over the bar with my head down, my head down
Three cheers for the last 6 beers
gave me momentary loss of my pain
Build a barricade around that pay phone, that pay phone
35 cents and whiskey encouragement
but I ain't got nothing to gain
pushing 2 in the morning
where's the next round, the next round
Foley's shaking his head, he thinks I better go home
It's comng on snow but I want to be face down, face down
pull the blanket over my head and bury me in the gutter all alone
Well my brash contradictions got me in trouble again
fish flip flop on desolate dry sand
whistling drunk lies through the holes in my teeth
all too dead pan
Tell her dry that I left town, I left town
I taped her photgraph to the dash
I'll forget her some other day
lyrics
TJ - guitar/vocal
Eric Straumanis - upright bass
Darren Matthews - lead guitar
Marty Letz - pedal steel
Eric Griffin - drums/percussion
Helen and Mary Neumann - violins
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Johanna Samuels writes introspective and empathetic songs that explore authenticity with lovely, low-key pop melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable May 20, 2021