You can’t go through here
I’m not going
To let you
Go out the back
To catch the guy
Out back is dark territory
In here you’re neutral
The way you came in
Is for snitches
That’s the snitch door
So don’t tell me
You’re not a switch
You wanna bust asses
In Toledo
That’s your business
But you’re not using my bar
As a Grand Central
To wherever you need to get
People have to have
Someplace they can go
Without worrying
That they need to keep
An eye on the side door
Even kids who play tag
Get a frozen spot
That’s what the problem
Is with being an adult
Around here
You feel like
No matter where you go
Somebody’s a minute away
From slapping cuffs on you
Why don’t you have a drink?
Nobody’s going to tell on you
If you have a drink
And I have the girl in the kitchen
Make you some chicken fingers
What a nice thing
That you can go home tonight
And go to bed
And start over again tomorrow
That guy you chased in here?
He’s going to be
Running all night
You want to spend all night
Running after him?
It’s the middle of the week
That shit’s fun
On a weekend
Or on a Monday
When you still have the energy for it
But who the hell wants to do it
Mid-way through?
You think he’s going to go
Running to the airport
And hop a plane to Columbia?
He’ll be staying
In the same two blocks
Until somebody
Puts a bullet in him
Or he gets himself
Tossed in jail
So why worry about it?
He’s a good runner
He’ll keep you running
But he’s shit at hiding
And he doesn’t have
A good instinct
In his fuckin’ head
So don’t break a sweat over it
Eat some chicken fingers
And have a couple drinks
And I’ll even let you
Pick a few songs
Off the jukebox on me
How many chances
Do you think you get in life
To enjoy yourself?
It’s a nice thing
When somebody tells you
To sit down
And slow down
And shhhh
They won’t tell on you
You didn’t see me
Come through the snitch door
Did you?
You think I’m going
To call your boss
And tell him
You stopped running?
That’s not my business
I’m just trying
To enjoy my beer
And dole out
Some useful advice
To a guy who looks like
He’s already tired
Of grabbing at things
He can’t hold onto
That’s all
I’m trying to do
Trying to keep everybody
Neutral
The world could use
A few more people
Standing still
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