Letras
Bring out the Bushmills and bring on the band
Tonight we'll dance and swing
I'll sing to you softly, my dear, take my hand
And toast to proposals and flames
Bring out the jester and shoot out the lights
Rattle your diamonds and pearls
There's swill for the swine and pills for the mind
More rhythm and booze for the girls
And those were the days when it all made sense
An awesome and glorious hoedown
Fifty-four studio discotheques
To welcome in the throng of blowtown
Welcome in the throng of blowtown
And when Sonny gets dumped, he'll see red for a while
He's not the kind to get yellow
Tonight, tonight, the billies will fight
Over copyright laws but stay mellow
And on a typical day, you could hear someone say
"We need the groove to improve, so we'll find Carol Kaye"
But she can't be found, she's gone underground
In a carpal tunnel freeze-out, she's retirement-bound
And those were the days when it all made sense
An awesome and glorious hoedown
Fifty-four studio discotheques
To welcome in the throng of blowtown
Welcome in the throng of blowtown
It ain't nothing like Motown
Throng of blowtown
It ain't nothing like the real thing, babe
Throng of blowtown
It ain't nothing like the real thing, babe
Throng of blowtown