Memphis - Portastatic

Sit in the little room with the back of the stage

And read your comics

Sift through all the obscure comments and demands

Strangers who think they know

Strangers who think they deserve something

Well, I wrote the address down and I think you live there

But I won’t let it frighten me

This club blows like any other

Why do you look so happy together

Fucking around

Too much beer in the parking lot for you

I’ve read these walls too many times

I can’t think of another clever line

From a stranger who thinks they deserve something

Well, I wrote the address down and I think you live there

But I won’t let it frighten me

Well, I wrote the address down and I think you live there

But I won’t let it frighten me