Al's Corral - Howler

The bikes come out tonight

I can hear them in town, fifteen blocks away

And I can hear them say

«We're drinking down the gin

And then the next thing we’ll be doing it all again

In the name of freedom»

I won’t say yes but I might say maybe

If we’re drinking at Al’s Corral we don’t got a lot of places to be

She said meet me anywhere

But just not over there

I cannot breathe the air

It smells like death, that’s why she

Tells me I’ve got to choose

But I don’t wanna choose

What do I got to lose?

A lot of nothing

I won’t say yes but I might say maybe

If we’re drinking at Al’s Corral we don’t got a lot of places to be

Well maybe I’m a gold licker, but I’m watching UFC

And I’m drinking at Al’s Corral, it’s the only place for me

Well, said Jesus is on my side

But I don’t want him

Will anyone be his bride?

Well that and any time

Watching the wind on me

I hear a whisper

Freedom is never free

And that’s a guarantee

I won’t say yes but I might say maybe

If we’re drinking at Al’s Corral we don’t got a lot of places to be

Well maybe I’m a gold licker, but I’m watching UFC

And we’re drinking at Al’s Corral, it’s the only place for me

Tell me I have to wait

But I don’t wanna wait

Tell me I have to care

But I don’t wanna care

Tell me I’ve got to choose

But I don’t wanna choose

What do I got to lose?