I grit my teeth as I wait in line
The bartender takes her time
With legs as long as a country mile
Her saving grace is a dirty smile
This room’s a blinking carousel
Lit to serve the clientele
With cogs that spin me round and round
My feet are lost back on the ground
Pours my drink and turns around
She grins at me like a fucking clown
Opens her mouth to give me advice
I tap my glass on the table twice
This room’s a blinking carousel
Lit to serve the clientele
Walls spin round and round
Heads bob up and down and down
Round and round and round
Up and down and down and down
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