Scream in your ear in an irrigation room
Drippin' from sweat in the sweaty basement fumes
A cigarette is lit, it permeates the show
Blows in the singer's face and tightens up the throat
Whaddya know
PBR, VCR filter
Softens you and makes you glow
When you're so trite, it makes you feel right
In this cultural catacomb
The cymbal crash can make those hertz go offline
It's just a cover, maybe go up outside
Blue spirit Joe
Look 'em down in a row
Ya gatekeeper
Dressed in different clothes
"Fuckin' shout out to all the photographers...
Emily, Victoria... did I shout out everybody?"
Gotta be right in mind
Are you even havin' a good time?
At the shitty basement show
Not expecting to feel so alone
It's too cool to feel at home
But ya clap it up, clap it
You script it out, but ya keep it fast and keep it loose
Polarize those people, never laugh, don't ever schmooze
A cheeky spirit tucked behind a teenage ear
They think you're crazy, it's appraisal based in fear
What do you care?
It's a dance, a remedial trance
That smothers you and makes you sick
A tiny hat, he just the left frat
He's different, wants a better fit
Blue Spirit Joe
My new friend told me, "Just go home"
Ya gatekeeper
Dressed in different clothes
"Yeah I love venues like this. Thanks for coming out tonight everybody!"
Gotta be right in mind
Are you even havin' a good time?
At the shitty basement show
Not expecting to feel so alone
It's too cool to feel at home
But ya clap it up, clap it