Atmosphere The Rooster Lyrics

The Rooster Lyrics

Blue collar Eddie and his better half Delores used to be mantel pieces down at
the Black Forest. 

And I don't know if that bar still exists, but when it
did, so did they, a couple bleeding heart kids. 

Everything volatile,
every night rocker style. Hop a stool, be discrete and just watch a while. 

But do your best to keep the level observational, drama is attractive so push
it when it takes a pull. 

And each night's a random when you pay a ransom
for the right to sing along with them drinking anthems. 

And these fools
paid so many dues that everybody stops to salute. 



But one night
after another fight a couple from an opposite table offered an invite. 

Dolores didn't want to join 'em, wasn't feeling social. 

But Eddie was
so aggravated that he had to poke holes. 

He walked over, sat in the
dialogue and called at Dolores like some kind of dog (hey girl come here)

She can't believe it, she's done, she's had it, but she doesn't want to make
another scene in this establishment. 

She got up and mosied over, and put
her arm up around Eddie's shoulder. 

Nobody's sober the song is the same;
sometimes you stick out your chin to catch the rain.



You can be a
winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up when you hear the rooster.

Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right
for you when the time comes.

You can be a winner, you can be a loser,
gotta wake up when you hear the rooster.

Sometimes it's just too simple
to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes.



The clock keeps drinking, they keep ticking. There's two more people
who get to play positions. 

Samantha and Chuck; not a couple, just
roommates; out having too many shots on a Tuesday. 

Who knew they'd be
tools for the duo, put a little bit of fire on the fuel. 

It's a kinda
blue, intentions ain't cruel, but everybody's so ready to bend up the
rules.

Now there's Chuck, staring at Delores. 

Eddie is distracted
by Samantha so he doesn't notice. 

And everybody's too fucked up to even
asses the mess, much less care enough. 

More whiskey, a pitcher of
Premium, Eddie's getting tipsy, he didn't see it comin. 

On his way back
from a visit with that urinal, tryna straighten out his thoughts and the
vertigo. 

Weaves through, stops when he's seen em. 

Picture
perfect, it looked just like freedom.

Dolores on Chuck's lap kissing him
hard. Eddie dipped into the winter left them all at the bar. 

Sometimes
ya gotta follow what's felt inside; between the power struggle and the selfish
pride. 

No one's allowed to cry unfair because now they both get to drink
alone somewhere. 



You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta
wake up when you hear the rooster

Sometimes it's just too simple to live
your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes

You can
be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up when you hear the rooster

Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right
for you when the time comes

You can be a winner, you can be a loser,
gotta wake up when you hear the rooster

Sometimes it's just too simple to
live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes