I’m in the back of the bar and it’s the middle of the night,
And the girl I just kissed is sitting by me to my right.
And two of my friends are still fighting about something said long ago,
And they go on and on and on and on.
This pub is winding me tight, they're playing songs that I hate.
And the music is so loud I can hardly think straight,
And there’s so many people, there’s no room to move,
And I'm so drunk I want to go home, and I'm so drunk I can't take anymore.
And at some point tonight I lost a bet or two,
And I can't find my phone, I don't know what to do,
And I spent all my money on bourbon and coke.
And all my friends aren't ready to go home,
“Just one more drink” they say, “cmon, cmon”
And if I could afford a cab I would be out of here right now,
But I'm stuck in this city, I’m stuck in this town.
And there’s so many people, but none to call my own.
And everybody has someone else tonight,
And everybody is having a good time.
I'm fine with being alone, I'm fine with staying at home
I'm fine with being alone, it’s just that I can't stand being lonely.
supported by 13 fans who also own “Bourbon & Coke”
I bought the physical copy of this demo, #2/50, the night before All Tomorrow's Shoeys. I bought it again almost two years later when Jen was in a bind. In between those purchases I bought it on vinyl from Craigos. What I'm trying to say is that I've bought this fucking thing three times now and I'd probably buy it again, so you know it's good, aye! Nick