No Harmony

Intro: The night's coming alive outside And there's me and my guitar and Kentucky rye, uh huh Maybe I should join the escapade Instead of staring down at this egg white page, uh huh I could take a stool at the palace bar Flirt a little while with the bartender, uh huh I swear to god, she knows my name She refuses to use it, to her we're all the same, uh huh I could buy a drink for a pretty girl Those young ones are always off shooting pool, uh huh Oh, listen to me, Mr. Peter Pan Them girls live in Never Never Land, uh huh, huh huh I'm better off with a girl my age A spinster or a divorcée, uh huh Well here I am, a divorcée too With a potbelly and a jagged tooth, uh huh I patrol the bars with my gut sucked in Trying to find my next victim, uh huh, uh huh It's the ugliest men think they can always do better They've been hypnotized by the magazine covers, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh I could saddle up with the town floozy And maybe she'd be thinking the same about me, uh huh, huh huh We can march down Central Avenue A telltale parade for self-inflated youth, uh huh, uh huh In bed we can share emotional scars Your dead-eyed dad, my awol mom, uh huh It doesn't matter if you're quick or not It's a competition of who gets who off Uh huh Break: The night's coming alive outside As I scribble down these senseless rhymes, uh huh My life is full of melody But rarely ever harmony, uh huh So here I am, a desperate man At 2 am with this tune in my head, uh huh I don't need another foolish fling As long as I got a song Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Ha ha ha ha ha ha Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh