In twenty-seventeen, we took a leap to open up a place so sweet
Where music echoed through the air
Over six hundred shows in a three year span, Heidi Burson the best of them all
The 9's and Dylan Doyle
We had a pub, where some dreams came true, great musicians, and plenty of brew
Met the Meola's, and Jean, and the Willis's too
F.A.C. with Jimmy White and his crew, Jake at the bar, Mars doing sound
I'm walking round thinking this is what I meant to do
Dwight Twilley, R.I.P. backed by Alex, Mark, Sarah and me
And Nate is laying it down
Peace Love etcetera, Big Daddy and more, the stage was alive, the crowds they roar
Sometimes I miss being back in that time
We had a pub where some dreams came true, great musicians, and plenty of brew
The 9's played some Journey to get a rise out of me
Rat Pack crooned Sinatra, the Mashers were there dancing and having fun
It's a shame that it had to come to an end
To come to an end
Come to an end
Come to an end
We had a pub where some dreams came true, great musicians, and plenty of brew
Jenna and Brooke, Emily are on hand to serve it to you,
Alfredo cooking, I'm doing the booking, what a crazy thing we did
I miss you all, I wish it didn't end the way it did