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Dreams seem so hollow, I don't want to sleep
Just sit in this bar every night of the week
Suckin’ down whiskey, air stale with smoke

Sign on the door says enter within and abandon all hope
Cause its whiskey keep me warm, oh my bed is so cold
Long time since you left and I’m getting old
Now, don't care if tomorrow ever bother to come
I’ll still be drinkin’ here when they turn out the sun

Old house seems so empty, won't be sittin’ round here
Find me at the bar with a full pint of beer
Jukebox is kickin’, playing songs i forgot

Sweet melodies they haunt me, they know what I want
Cause its whiskey keep me warm, oh my bed is so cold
Long time since you left and I’m getting old
Now, don't care if tomorrow ever bother to come
I’ll still be drinkin’ here when they turn out the sun
Yes I’ll still be drinkin’ here when they turn out the sun

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from Snakes from the Pet Shop Fire, released April 29, 2020
Guitar, Vocals: Richard C. Boyce
Cello, Double Bass: Charlie Bennett

Lyrics: Scott Davis
Music and Lyrics: Richard C. Boyce

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The Night Hobs

The Night Hobs are a recording collective and live performance group.

The Night Hobs Are:
Richard Boyce – Vocals, Guitars
Charlie Bennett – Cello, Strings
Josh Cruz – Basses, Vocals, Recording Engineer.


The Night Hob are a race of nocturnal humanoids from Fantasia that reside in the Southern regions. They have sharp features, wild hair and wear drab clothing.
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