Yeah. There's a gravity in me. Pulling me to want to see. What is going on tonight. Beneath the electric starlight. I like to mix with walks of life. Who live life on the other side. Pulling mussels from their shell. A place to some that looks like hell. Oh. A classic song that the jukebox has on has me moving. Oh. The faces here make it so surreal. Oh in the company of pretty girls and new vagrants. One drink away from sleeping on the pavement. I'm not quite sure what I find so appealing. About the happy hour stealing. A party after party. Til' it started to get grainy. Another and another. What are we celebrating. There's always something not to miss. Diving back in the abyss. And it gets so very stale. But tomorrow's a new tale. In the Frolic Room. Woah. The seat I assume. Yeah. And I'm drawn to the night. And its damn neon light. Yeah. Where are we meeting up at. Let me guess bet I know. Does it have a sign in the window. Ice cold six packs to go. Sleep it up if you have to. There's a booth always in shadow. The reality is all around you. It's the best reality show. Oh in the company of the privileged and the nearly damned. Mixing like a cocktail of your spirit slam. In the danger zone is where you'll find me. In a certain dive so inviting. A party after party. Til' it started to get grainy. Another and another. What are we celebrating. There's always something not to miss. Diving back in the abyss. And it gets so very stale. But tomorrow's a new tale. In the Frolic Room. Woah. The seat I assume. Yeah. And I'm drawn to the night. And its damn neon light. Yeah