Twelve Bar Tender - The Abs

Throughout the riff, a melodic crest

Intrudes with a crashing splendour

I’d never clocked this feeling

Ask any other twelve bar tender

Never been stricken with awe

Befor the familiar row

May never capture again this moment to relate to you

A carefully restructured attack

Tight arrangements hooks that are crisper

Have flushed us with a fierce intent

Left me with a touch of the Charlie Rich whisper

I wear my heart on my sleeve

And wipe my nose in it, forgetting it’s there

It won’t be broken beneath these crusty blankets of snot

This is the fluid of inspiration

Drawn from deep within the heart of itself…

The well could use an new rope

The undertow of a six-string swell

Breaks resistance with attrition

Our budget deficit is such

We laid off Fatty’s dietician

You gotta put some lead in your pencil

We’re on your case

Play to your strengths and submit a legacy to embrace

I have one solitary course before me

This is it… I will try

I don’t regret for one second

That I paint myself into a corner

I’ll still be here when it’s dry!