The Man with the Horn

[Intro] [Verse 1: Alchemist] Stumbled out the bar, vision blurry Humphrey Bogart face underneath the brim of my derby Button the pea coat let it [?] Head spinning made me spit up the Bourbon Nauseous from the gutters steaming All I see is titty bar signs buzzing and headlights beaming Closing hours at the jazz club Seats on the table, the waiter's sweeping I'm just a creep in the city that's full of roaches and junkies that's never sleeping Heart is cold, my pockets broken Now I'm frozen and stoned with no emotion Another bum riding the train without a token Digging in my pocket, coming up empty Limousines splash puddles and drench me, damn [Interlude] [Verse 2: Oh No] Walk in the club right when the party's done I see smut and filth on the ground with gum It's looking like a scene out of Old Vegas Night time and the jazz jukebox is playing I'm chilling waiting for the club owner Pouring shots of tequila until that liquor start pouring over To get a light buzz, the black light's plugged Bartender counting the money and licking her thumbs See I'm dirty but that there's a dirty foul mouth Pour another shot to rinse it off clean and kill that foul out Just a couple of nobodies with no bodies She off of that old molly and drunk probably Still waiting to be paid Like a drunken drummer that don't know how to behave ([?] come and wash all the scum off the streets) And then we come back in a new wave [Interlude 2] [Outro]