The Rooster

Blue collar Eddie and his better half Delores
Used to be mantelpieces down at the Black Forest
And I don't know if that bar still exists
But when it did, so did they, a couple bleeding heart kids
Everything volatile, every night rocker style
Hop a stool, be discrete, and just watch a while
But do your best to keep the level observational
Drama is attractive so push it when it takes a pull
And each night's are random when you've paid a ransom
For the right to sing along with them drinking anthems
And these fools paid so many dues that everybody stops to salute

But one night after another fight
A couple from an opposite table offered an invite
Dolores didn't wanna join 'em, wasn't feeling social
But Eddie was so aggravated that he had to poke holes
He walked over, sat in the dialogue
And called at Dolores like some kind of dog (hey girl come here)
She can't believe it, she's done, she's had it
But she doesn't want to make another scene in this establishment
She got up and moseyed over
And put her arm up around Eddie's shoulder
Nobody's sober, the song is the same
Sometimes you stick out your chin to catch the rain

You could be a winner, you could be a loser
Gotta wake up when you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong
Gotta do what right for you when the time comes
You could be a winner, you could be a loser
Gotta wake up when you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong
Gotta do what right for you when the time comes

The clock keeps drinkin', they keep tickin'
There's two more people who get to play positions
Samantha and Chuck; not a couple, just roommates
Out having too many shots on a Tuesday
Who knew they'd be tools for the duo
Put a little bit of fire on the fuel
It's a kinda blue, intentions ain't cruel
But everybody's so ready to bend up the rules
Now there's Chuck, staring at Delores
Eddie is distracted by Samantha so he doesn't notice
And everybody's too fucked up
To even assess the mess, much less care enough
More whiskey, a pitcher of premium
Eddie's getting tipsy, he didn't see it comin'
On his way back from a visit with that urinal
Tryna straighten out his thoughts and the vertigo
Weaves through, stops when he's seen em
Picture perfect, it looked just like freedom
Dolores on Chuck's, lap kissing him hard
Eddie dipped into the winter, left them all at the bar
Sometimes ya gotta follow what's felt inside
Between the power struggle and selfish pride
No one's allowed to cry unfair
Because now they both get to drink alone somewhere

You could be a winner, you could be a loser
Gotta wake up when you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong
Gotta do what right for you when the time comes
You could be a winner, you could be a loser
Gotta wake up when you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong
Gotta do what right for you when the time comes
You could be a winner, you could be a loser
Gotta wake up when you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong
Gotta do what right for you when the time comes