The Bar - Thine

Over here, it’s friday night and there’s

trouble hanging over by the bar

The cars keep coming, engines are roaring

Pounding like a bullet through your heart … let’s get out now

The road ends here

And I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s not over yet

It’s not over 'till we’ve blown them all away

Don’t keep shooting all that you’re losing

Although in time you’ll become a star

Headline news, notorious, keep treading down that road until we part

But we’re going out in style

The world ends here

And we’ve minutes left before the curtains fall

So just go out a blazing

Just a second more and then you’ll have them all

The road backs up for miles and miles

But friends we’re going nowhere