'02: Be True to Your Bar

Sitting in bars and cafés

Writing songs about songs

And plays within plays

But how rarely we dare

To write something that says

Anything about bars and cafés

Be true to your bar

And don't let it down

Or else it may not always be around

Be true to your friends

And let your friends know

Without your bar you'd have no place to go

You can't drink tea all day long

You'll have two heart attacks

Before you write the third song

And how barely you'll care

If the rhythm's all wrong

Drinking Irish Breakfast all day long

Eight hours is all you can take

Of tea at St. Dymphna's

Until your hands shake

Then repair to your lair

For booze and beefcake

Eight more hours, till you can't stay awake

Be true to your bar

And don't let it down

Or else it may not always be around

Be true to your friends

And let your friends know

Without your bar you'd have no place to go

Be true to your bar

(And don't let it down)

Or else it may not always be around

Be true to your friends

(And let your friends know)

Without your bar you'd have no place to go

Be true to your bar