She reminds me-of somebody that I used to know down south
But I come back to reality when she opens her mouth
And I pick up my prescription, the most fun I'll have all day
Because I've blown all my bandwidth trying to surf my blues away
I'll get clean as I can if the cubicle is free
But I never know if anybody's looking in on me
None of them had better try to burst my balloon
Cause I come from Liberty Hall
All the way to the Last Chance Saloon
The health and safety officer just finished his inspection
And put in for a transfer to the kamikaze section
I told me not to worry, I was kind of qualified
Anyway the smoke alarm just seems to have died
But I blow it out the window, as I gaze down at the tiles
And the backyards and the drainpipes that go on for miles and miles
I have to make arrangements, I've got all afternoon
Gotta go from Liberty Hall
All the way to the Last Chance Saloon
And my best friend is struggling, he carries round a chair
In search of anybody with limelight to share
While back up in the alley, you could bet your last few pence
There'll be juvenile delinquents getting work experience
It's well beyond the shadow of a reasonable doubt
It isn't what you dream of, it's what you carry out
The bell just rang for closing time by the banks of the Blue Lagoon
You can hear it from from Liberty Hall
All the way to the Last Chance Saloon
Justin C Ward - The Last Chance Saloon Lyrics
Justin C Ward - The Last Chance Saloon Lyrics
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She reminds me-of somebody that I used to know down south
But I come back to reality when she opens her mouth
And I pick up my prescription, the most fun I'll have all day
Because I've blown all my bandwidth trying to surf my blues away
I'll get clean as I can if the cubicle is free
But I never know if anybody's looking in on me
None of them had better try to burst my balloon
Cause I come from Liberty Hall
All the way to the Last Chance Saloon
The health and safety officer just finished his inspection
And put in for a transfer to the kamikaze section
I told me not to worry, I was kind of qualified
Anyway the smoke alarm just seems to have died
But I blow it out the window, as I gaze down at the tiles
And the backyards and the drainpipes that go on for miles and miles
I have to make arrangements, I've got all afternoon
Gotta go from Liberty Hall
All the way to the Last Chance Saloon
And my best friend is struggling, he carries round a chair
In search of anybody with limelight to share
While back up in the alley, you could bet your last few pence
There'll be juvenile delinquents getting work experience
It's well beyond the shadow of a reasonable doubt
It isn't what you dream of, it's what you carry out
The bell just rang for closing time by the banks of the Blue Lagoon
You can hear it from from Liberty Hall
All the way to the Last Chance Saloon
But I come back to reality when she opens her mouth
And I pick up my prescription, the most fun I'll have all day
Because I've blown all my bandwidth trying to surf my blues away
I'll get clean as I can if the cubicle is free
But I never know if anybody's looking in on me
None of them had better try to burst my balloon
Cause I come from Liberty Hall
All the way to the Last Chance Saloon
The health and safety officer just finished his inspection
And put in for a transfer to the kamikaze section
I told me not to worry, I was kind of qualified
Anyway the smoke alarm just seems to have died
But I blow it out the window, as I gaze down at the tiles
And the backyards and the drainpipes that go on for miles and miles
I have to make arrangements, I've got all afternoon
Gotta go from Liberty Hall
All the way to the Last Chance Saloon
And my best friend is struggling, he carries round a chair
In search of anybody with limelight to share
While back up in the alley, you could bet your last few pence
There'll be juvenile delinquents getting work experience
It's well beyond the shadow of a reasonable doubt
It isn't what you dream of, it's what you carry out
The bell just rang for closing time by the banks of the Blue Lagoon
You can hear it from from Liberty Hall
All the way to the Last Chance Saloon
Writer: Justin Ward
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