The night ignites as the final rays hide behind the mountain
Sun down, bottoms up
Firebrand swill
Dark corners of darker bars
Made bright by insight and staged rhythm
Loosen up, just let it flow
Who the fuck is talking to Kara?
Uh-oh, not again
Beer muscles and tough talk lead to
Mayhem in the street
Duck back inside before the real trouble starts
Cops and cracked skulls
Beer washes out easier than blood
Is this the same place?
Somehow not, different walls same stink
Shoes stick to beer and vomit
New corner, same swill
Deepening haze brings out better stories
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