Moonside Cocktail

It's another one,
the crowd is cheering
and it's the top of the ninth,
I'm here,
drinking a double espresso,
examining the stain on my shoe,
what do you know about the stain on my shoe,
huh, little boy?
oh, don't bother, I've had a few drinks already.

It's another one and
the crowd is going wild,
it's the top of the ninth,
I'm here
making stars out of stains on the ceiling,
I call that one Orion, what, don't look at me like that,
boy, haven't you seen a middle aged woman
fester in her skin? Haha!
I call that one Feotus-Bomber,
the way it's shaped like a head,
and the bomb shaped tumor at the crotch,
you know... I love baseball.
I'm predicting a total flare tomorrow,
people running around
trying to put out the flames
on their balding heads...

It's another one,
the crowd's insane
at the top of the ninth.
Someone spills the beer
and a big bloodshed comes,
a heavy game! I like to see those.
I envy those people who get to lick the bones.
You see that bartender there?
He's hiding something,
the look in his eyes. 
I wouldn't go behind the counter there...
what, you see it?
You're just a boy.
Why are you here, anyway?