Oxygen tanks
Walkers and canes
Nothing gets in the way
Of a highball to start the day
I should only have one
I’m on medication
hands and feet are numb
And sweaty
The party’s over
The bar is closing
The party’s over
The bar is closing
Are you okay to drive?
Insistant slurs of
I’ll be fine
Only had a few glasses of wine
Just to unwind
So sad yet amazing
Makes me feel like I’m crazy
Smiling only ‘cause it pays me
This one is on the house
The party’s over
The bar is closing
The party’s over
The bar is closing
Power pop is a pretty formulaic genre -- a glorious formula, but still, predictable enough that lots and lots of bands can pull off a "perfect" blend of melody, harmony, jangle and crunch a time or two in the course of their careers. But I can't name another record that hits the magic spot EVERY SINGLE TRACK. This is so f$%#ing good. Craig O'Neill