Hell in a beer-battered shrimp basket.
Hell is some dive-bar that’s run out of booze,
and nobody knows they’re really drinking O’Doul’s.
So no one has a buzz or a good thing to say,
and the band’s out of tune, and the only song they can play
is “Hotel California” and they’re stuck on repeat.
and there’s no smoking inside, no pool tables or TV,
and the doors are all locked, and no one’s got the key.
You can cash out, “but you can never leave….”
(Enter: Obnoxious Harmonizing Guitar “Solo”)
