MUSIC FOR SALE

She belts out a tune, a voice both harsh and sweet,
Takes a pull from her bottle, then stomps her restless feet.
The windows are open wide, the doors ajar and free,
No "Closed" sign here, no minimum drinks and no entry fee
The air is thick with smoke and with a sweet perfume,
A ghostly breeze that dances through the crowded room.
Oh, the juke joint's jumpin', the seats are all filled,
This ol' ramshackle place sounds are fillin' up the hills.
Back deep in the bayou, a secret, dark romance,
'Tween man, the music, and the spirits where the deranged meet and dead now dance.
You'll love the songs they play, and you all seem to get along,
The lights are low and hazy, and the liquor's twice as strong.
The sign says, "Come on in, welcome to Jukes,"
But what's inside this old place ain't what it looks.
Drink 'til you can't, and your problems they fade away,
'Cause you'll see what's in store when the chimes ring four, and they'll lock the doors.

and you have to stay. you have to stay cause no one leaves here when day breaks. no one ever leaves here when day breaks.

Oh, the juke joint's jumpin', the seats are all filled,
This ol' ramshackle place sounds are fillin' up the hills.
Back deep in the bayou, a secret, dark romance,
'Tween man, the music, and the spirits where the deranged meet and dead now dance.

The final siren wails, a closing, mournful cry,
Then all the music stops, a deathly lullaby.
Night versus morning, dark versus light there ain't no gettin' out,
And all that's left is the lonely wind and the final screams of a dying shout.
[Outro]
No one leaves here, that's your fate, they close the door! [now it's TOO LATE]
Bodies on the floor, spirits all over the place and the music is no more. Partys over. No one ever leaves here when day breaks...
cause No one ever leaves here when day breaks...
Even you... [it's true]