Letra de The Backroom
Down by the Hunter where the coal-trucks roll And the billboards tell ya where to save your soul There's another place, does a better job by farWhen the moonlight hammers on the railway bridge The whole world's lookin' for a beverage You ain't got nothin', nothin' in the boot o' the car Time for the backroom at Dougie and Gleny Rae's tikki barWhen the coal-trucks settle up and down the line You can wake up thinking that it's '89 There's another sound, thicker than a BolivarAnd you can hear it pumping out the roll-a-door A walnut piano on a wooden floor A backbeat drummer, Roy on a slide guitar Coming from the backroom at Dougie and Gleny Rae's tikki bar (Play that piano)When the high tide's suckin' at the old sea wall And the full moon's lookin' like a mirror ball Bigger than Elvis, hotter than a speedway starWith a wet paypacket on a midnight hand They say you can win a mariachi band But you can lose a girl, quicker than a coup de grace Yeah, in the backroom at Dougie and Gleny Rae's tikki barListen, I'm talkin' about the backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae's) In the backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae's) Yeah in the backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae's) In the backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae's) In the backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae's) In the backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae's)Haul that mother, haul that son Haul that rubber to the end of the run Ain't got ridden since between the wars All hidden from the liquor lawsDown by the Hunter where the coal-trucks roll And the billboards tell ya where to save your soul There's another place, does a better job by farThat's the backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae's) That's the backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae's) The backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae's) It's the backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae's)