Neon Sounds Songtext
von William Beckmann

The cry of an old sad song coming from an old Rockola
The clang of an empty glass against an empty glass, guess I owe ya one
The banter of a bartender and waitress
Talkin′ about how this place is an oasis
For all the lonely in this town

Neon nights, neon lights
Drown us all till last call
In neon sounds


The laughter of a couple in a corner booth on their first date
The dare of two 21's having their first taste
The crack of an 8-ball corner pocket
I guess old Joe he′s still got it
Johnny's gotta buy us all a round

Neon nights, neon lights
Drown us all till last call
In neon sounds

The lonelier get lonelier
As they drown it all away
Relief is what they're after
It′s what makes them stay

In neon nights, neon lights
Drown us all till last call
In neon sounds


Neon nights, neon lights
Drown us all till last call
In neon sounds