The Great Unknown

It's Friday night and I'm back again,

With my old guitar and my trusty grin

And a best you don't come in here sign

Tatooed on this heart of mine

From a dirty brown shag carpet stageI sing my song and I pace the cage

Stuck up here in the twilight zone

Staring out to the great unknown

There's an old Hank Williams figurine

Hangin' by a guitar stringFrom the pool chain of the papps blue ribbon sign

With a clock that stopped on half past nine

Yeah the time ain't changed 'round here in years

Same sad stories same old tears

Ain't nobody wants to be alone

Out here in the great unknown

You can find a stool there at the bar

Designed to take you no where farThey got a mirror back behind the whiskey shelves

Where we don't dare look back at ourselves

Just past the mens room down the hall

Barely hangin' there on a plaster wall

A faded sticker on the old pay phone

Says welcome to the great unknown

It's out beyond a yonder star

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