Song 14!
“No, Exit”
Today’s song comes from a suggestion from Craig Sharrel, who asked for a song about “those nights when you are out on the town and realize that you don’t know or like any of the people you are with. And all you want is to go home!”
Amen, Craig! Think we’ve all had those occasionally. :)
It started as a Paul Simon tune, then became some sort of Simon/Calypso hybrid. I wrote a bridge for it, but then hated it so I just snipped it out a few minutes ago. Is that at all relevant to you? Probably not.
Enjoy!
Lyrics:
No, exit
I was in a new place with a too hastily thrown together attitude
Checked my watch and at the same time I realized that I didn’t mind that I was being rude
Oooh…. Just trying to get away
Sounds of explanations and fake salutations….no reason to extend my stay
These are the nights that try a man’s soul
Follow the lights in my exit row
First I’ll drink to the taste of the rock and then roll out of here
The bored expression on the nubile face of the coat check girl stuck in her place of business
And the indiscretion of the married man with his hair and tan searching round for secret kisses
Oooh- makes me wanna call it a night
Might be too late to preempt myself from sitting left of wrong and right
These are the nights that try a man’s soul
Follow the lights in my exit row
First I’ll drink to the taste of the rock and then roll out of here
I am in a new place with a too hastily thrown together history
Opinions conceived with a smug and naïve wink of mystery
These are the nights that try a man’s soul
Follow the lights in my exit row
First I’ll drink to the taste of the rock and then roll out of here
