MUSIC FOR SALE

"Welcome to Jukes"
(Verse 1)
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.
(Chorus)
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.
(Verse 2)
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 up 'til your words are slurred and your aches and pains seem cured
'Cause you'll see what's in store when the chimes ring four, and they'll lock the doors.
Then it's too damn late. 'Cause no one leaves here when day breaks.
(Pre-Chorus)
You have to stay. It's your fate, you have to stay,
'Cause no one leaves Jukes when day breaks.
No one ever leaves here when day breaks.
(Chorus)
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 spirits where the deranged did meet and dead, now dance.
(Bridge)
The final siren wails, a closing, mournful cry,
Then the music's echoes cease, a deathly lullaby.
Night spits out day, and there ain't no gettin' out,
And all that's left is terror, loneliness, and your final dying shouts.
(Outro)
No one leaves here, that's your fate, they close the door! Now it's TOO LATE
Bodies fall to the floor as spirits float like musical notes.
Even the souls have no escape.
No one ever leaves here when day breaks... a ghostly fate.
'Cause no one ever leaves here when day breaks...
Even you... it's true.