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The Happy Hour

from PERCOLATE by James "Jez" Graham

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lyrics

Look at all the business suits their lives gone sour
They gather for drinks and free food at The Happy Hour

Instead of bringing their wives home flowers, they drink themselves silly
But sadness looms large at the Happy Hour

Upstanding citizens they may be or just Society's debris
What separates the people inside from the people on the street
They can afford to get smashed and floored
Don't need a handout they own the store
They stare at the bum outside the door tell me
Who needs love more
Who needs love more

Men with conscious chivalry waking inside
Their egos battered and bruised from the day's work they need a place to hide

They mix and match their spirits they can't get enough
If they can drink enough it's just a dose of pride
They're shivering and shaking on the inside

Upstanding citizens they may be or just society's debris
What separates the people inside from the people on the street
They can afford to get smashed and floored
Don't need a handout they own the store
They stare at the bum outside the door tell me

Who needs love more
Who needs love more

Happy Hour faded flower
Throw down one more whiskey sour
They munch those greasy wings while the piano player sings to melancholy laughter
No regrets till the morning after Woah Woah Woah

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Barney counted Betty Ford
Among the things he could afford
His phony friends don't know him anymore
He was sober for a week
His friend's they think he is a freak
He drinks club soda all alone in the corner (bored)

Upstanding citizens drink for free
There lies the dichotomy
The drunk man's burden is shared by all
Some day we all will fall

Today I say I'm going clean
I'm sick of all the in-between
But tomorrow it's the same ol scene at The Happy Hour

Happy Hour faded flower
Throw down one more whiskey sour and
Munch those greasy wings while the piano player sings
My Melancholy Baby

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from PERCOLATE, released April 1, 2022
Jez Graham-Piano and Vocals
Lyrics and Music by Jez Graham
JEZSONGS c BMI 1992 2021

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Jez Graham Atlanta, Georgia

James "Jez" Graham is a piano playing playing composer and singer/songwriter. As a keyboardist he is known for his work with Col. Bruce Hampton, Francine Reed, David Marks, and many others. He can be heard playing piano weekly at the world's busiest airport-Hartsfield Jackson International on Concourses E ... more

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