.And the drunks outside are howling like small animals
And I hear a bottle scrape, then explode
And I as I lean out to see
All the smoke being blown free
Forms a cloud around my nose
And the foam starts tumbling in toward the interstate
And Iâm quiet, watching colored streetl.
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