Everything is a Lot
It's been a real bad weekend
I'm in a bar without a name
and it's got nine levels, a roof, and a basement
and every level looks the same
So I try to find the exit
but I think the acid's kicking in
so I'm trying to get up to the roof
so I can call and leave a message again
And I ask where you are
Did you leave your phone in the car?
I might be calling the driver, maybe he'll help me find you
Before we go home, I thought you should know
that if it wasn't for you, I'd sink like a stone
I'd be stuck in this bar till the end of my days
Like a whiskey-drunk rat in an artisan cage
and the jukebox plays, "hey, hey, hey"
"Rock 'n' roll is here to stay"
The white dads dance, talking glory days
but I don't want to burn out, I wanna fade away with you
There's a bar band below me
but their tempo always drags
Playing "Hotel California" while the DJ on the roof
is playing Euro House and Trap
There's a dog by the entrance
and his name was something Greek
but now I'm kinda seeing triple
so I pet his middle head and call again to hear you speak
And I hope you pick up this time
There's no one there on the line
Did you leave with our friends, or is your battery just dead?
Before we go home, I thought you should know
that if it wasn't for you, I'd sink like a stone
I'd be stuck in this bar till the end of my days
Like a cross-faded rat in a gentrified cage
and the bar band sings, "champagne on ice"
"We're prisoners here of our own device"
I've been sick of this scene since last New Year's Eve
I've been checked out for a while, I think I'm ready to leave with you
Drinking tropical drinks
Singing tropical songs
I don't know how I got here, but now I've been here too long
I'm searching for my lost pillar of salt
Don't look back, baby
Everything is a lot
Drinking tropical drinks
Singing tropical songs
I don't know how I got here, but now I've been here too long
I'm searching for my lost pillar of salt
Don't look back, baby
Everything is a lot
Drinking tropical drinks
Singing tropical songs
I don't know how I got here, but now I've been here too long
I'm searching for my lost pillar of salt
Don't look back, baby
Everything is a lot
Everything is a lot
Everything is a lot
Everything is a lot
I'm in a bar without a name
and it's got nine levels, a roof, and a basement
and every level looks the same
So I try to find the exit
but I think the acid's kicking in
so I'm trying to get up to the roof
so I can call and leave a message again
And I ask where you are
Did you leave your phone in the car?
I might be calling the driver, maybe he'll help me find you
Before we go home, I thought you should know
that if it wasn't for you, I'd sink like a stone
I'd be stuck in this bar till the end of my days
Like a whiskey-drunk rat in an artisan cage
and the jukebox plays, "hey, hey, hey"
"Rock 'n' roll is here to stay"
The white dads dance, talking glory days
but I don't want to burn out, I wanna fade away with you
There's a bar band below me
but their tempo always drags
Playing "Hotel California" while the DJ on the roof
is playing Euro House and Trap
There's a dog by the entrance
and his name was something Greek
but now I'm kinda seeing triple
so I pet his middle head and call again to hear you speak
And I hope you pick up this time
There's no one there on the line
Did you leave with our friends, or is your battery just dead?
Before we go home, I thought you should know
that if it wasn't for you, I'd sink like a stone
I'd be stuck in this bar till the end of my days
Like a cross-faded rat in a gentrified cage
and the bar band sings, "champagne on ice"
"We're prisoners here of our own device"
I've been sick of this scene since last New Year's Eve
I've been checked out for a while, I think I'm ready to leave with you
Drinking tropical drinks
Singing tropical songs
I don't know how I got here, but now I've been here too long
I'm searching for my lost pillar of salt
Don't look back, baby
Everything is a lot
Drinking tropical drinks
Singing tropical songs
I don't know how I got here, but now I've been here too long
I'm searching for my lost pillar of salt
Don't look back, baby
Everything is a lot
Drinking tropical drinks
Singing tropical songs
I don't know how I got here, but now I've been here too long
I'm searching for my lost pillar of salt
Don't look back, baby
Everything is a lot
Everything is a lot
Everything is a lot
Everything is a lot
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Linden
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