Chris Bergson Band - The Bungler

Slick, he's been hanging downtown
Orders a drink and takes a good look around
forty minute train ride
To the Lower East Side
Bug-eyed and feelin' profound

You've probably seen him before
Pats you on the back while he's eyein' the door
Gotta be the one to greet
All the luminaries south of 14th Street
What else you think he's here for?

CHORUS

He gets drunk, he gets loud
Throws back his head and brays in the crowd
knows where to be between midnight and 3
The bungler's been hangin' downtown

Making some calls, sending some texts
Scene is all right but it sure ain't the best
But he's got some people on the way
Over whom he has some sway
By now he's bug-eyed, drenched in sweat

He gets it together and tries to save face
Ducks into a stall in the back of the place
A few pumps of breath spray, a couple of bumps
stunned when he catches a glimpse of his face

CHORUS

Written by:
CHRIS BERGSON, KATHERINE AMY ROSS

Publisher:
Lyrics © WONDERLOUS MUSIC, Songtrust Ave

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