{daily pic} December 12, 2012
This is still one of the hottest pictures that has ever come in to Pixels.
Used to dream of bumping into someone like her, drinking in a certain kind of bar.
Stan Ridgway has a story about such a place:
Sue, turn out the lights
It’s time to close up—we’re through
Gotta clear it out
So let’s drink up, it’s past two
Girl, don’t push ’em out
They can walk out on their own
How many times I gotta tell you, bob,
You gotta drink up and go home
I don’t run a business
Just to talk to you all day
Clear out the backroom, sue
Stack up the chairs
Who broke this glass?
No one really cares
Go take the trash out
And vacuum the stairs
What do i
Pay you for?
And don’t forget to sweep up
The glass off the floor
Once I had plans
To fix up this place
A room where you could go to
And meet people with taste
They’d talk and they’d laugh
And forget the rat race
And I’d be just like one of those guys
With the moustache and face
Hey, help me pick up this case
Hey, I’m really sorry I blew up then
I’ve had no sleep
I’ve been up all night with my wife and brother-in-law
You know, pete
At times, this world can seem
Just like a cold icy ball
But don’t let that discourage you
’cause you’re young—take that call
And if it’s my wife
Just try and stall
I was just wondering
How you get home
Do you have a boyfriend?
Or do you live alone?
I’m going your way
If you’re going mine
No, I feel fine
But before you go
Let me just pass on one thing
You’ve got a mission in life
To hold out your hand
To help the other guy out
Help your fellow man
That’s why I own this bar
They’re thirsty outside
I give ’em oceans to drink
Then they drown in the tide
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