Letra Unlucky Lounge de Tilt original
Bad ventilation duration of a beer, commonplace shithouse drown my fear, = This whiskey goes down easy, smooth as a sow's ear, belly up and suck = Another, you're in the clear. Every day deception, faking a motive, a = Regular jokes 'This is where I live' apprasing each intruder, one tipsy = Glimpse of them, loyal to a forgotten stratagen. Get on in, shake off = The road, don't you know that you're blocking the door? Unlucky lounge, = Keeps her tables clean for you, forever darkness at noon. A vestige of = Some former self saddles up slowly to the bar, she recieves the news = Above, where the bottles stand, at least in here you take your luck wash = It down with a beer, you'll know soon enough, don't expect nothin' fancy = Here, all you have is what we got. Submitted by: Mel