Far from my most profound moment of songwriting, but this little bit of gutbucket might just be fun to play live. We'll see.
lyrics
Three steps down from the city streets
There’s a door, unmarked, unlighted
And if you know the secret sign
You might just get invited
I’ve heard the whispered names
They pass down through the years
A world of men you’ll never meet
From Malta to Algiers
Drain you down your peppercorn
Try again tomorrow
Best fill up your powder horn
Drown your simple sorrows
Some go in and some go out and
Some you’ll never hear from
The best, they hope to walk out kings
The worst, they beg for breadcrumbs
Nobody steps inside without a
suitcase on a chain
Sultans, dukes, and maharaja
All gone down the drain
Drain you down your peppercorn
Try again tomorrow
Best fill up your powder horn
Drown your simple sorrows
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