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Empty stare and body shiver
Whisky need a shot to stop the quiver
I've been here for days or minutes
Where is here
I couldn't tell
Somewhere in the outer limits
Pretty close
I guess
To
Hell Hazy names and places
Foggy memory
Help me
Mister
Can you spare a dollar
Need a drink before
I start to holler
Seedy bars is where
I hang out
Crawling up the
Strip all night
Dodging tabs and seeking spenders
Passing out or starting fights
It's a way of living
In the underworld
Close to the edge
Barfly Ready to fall
Walking the ledge
Barfly Nothing or all
Playing your part
Barfly Searching
Barfly Barrooms stench of beer
The smell of losers
Lowlifes aging whores and senile boozers
We're a family of zombies
But a family nonetheless
Gotta hang on to each other
When your life's a filthy mess
Fighting for survival
Fighting loneliness
Way out got a choice
I'm not a dumb one
Create write a book and be a someone
Memoirs very popular
In those intellectual circles
Barfly turns to cult scene start
Sleaze can be attractive
Viewed from safer shores
Close to the edge
Barfly Ready to fall
Nothing or all
Barfly Searching
Barfly
