Psalm For The Elks Lodge Last Call

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Good job killing one of my favorite songs bro. Tone on the guitar is bad, the drums should be mellower too

[waylandj]

Let the waitress put the chairs up, let the glasses that you broke, form a picture of our leader with a halo made of smoke. Let the golden oldies station crackle and come through. With a final benediction we'll hum along to. Before we say goodnight Let our talk about the ball game and the weather show we care. Like a sound we didn't notice, until it stopped and left us there.

[waylandj]

With the traffic and our heartbeats

beating in straight time,

let our hatred and affection

march in the same line,

Before we say goodnight.

Oh, protect our secret handshake

once more with feeling.

Let the toast to absent members

push through the ceiling.

Before we say goodnight.