Frolic Room - 311

Yeah

There’s a gravity in me

Pulling me to want to see

What is going on tonight

Beneath the electric starlight

I like to mix with walks of life

Who live life on the other side

Pulling mussels from their shell

A place to some that looks like hell

Oh

A classic song that the jukebox has on has me moving

Oh

The faces here make it so surreal

Oh, in the company of pretty girls and new vagrants

One drink away from sleeping on the pavement

I’m not quite sure what I find so appealing

About the happy hour stealing

A party, after party

Til' it started to get grating

Another, and another

What are we celebrating

There’s always something not to miss

Diving back in the abyss

And it gets so very stale

But tomorrow’s a new tale

In the Frolic Room

Woah

The seat I assume

Yeah

And I’m drawn to the night

And its damn neon light

Yeah

Where are we meeting up at

Let me guess bet I know

Does it have a sign in the window

Ice cold six packs to go

Sleep it up if you have to

There’s a booth always in shadow

The reality is all around you

It’s the best reality show

Oh, in the company of the privileged and the nearly damned

Mixing like a cocktail of your spirit slam

In the danger zone is where you’ll find me

In a certain dive so inviting

A party, after party

Til' it started to get grating

Another, and another

What are we celebrating

There’s always something not to miss

Diving back in the abyss

And it gets so very stale

But tomorrow’s a new tale

In the Frolic Room

Woah

The seat I assume

Yeah

And I’m drawn to the night

And its damn neon light

Yeah