Arc Of Bar Lyrics - Japandroids

Hustlers, whores, in rooms galore 

A sinking city's stink 

An arc of bar, a flesh bazaar 

Of diamonds, dust, and drink 

The jukebox jamming, the lions lamming 

The jokers doing the dealing 

And queens are over jacks 

Remember that or catch a beating 

Yeah 

The night had come into her own 

And I made the arc of bar my home 

Beneath my clothes, just a bag of bones 

Under my skin, just skeletons 

I was rolling like a pair of dice 

With one for laws and one for lies 

But all this, I tried to hide 

Behind a glaze of sweat and fire 

Yeah 

To some, a mistress 

To some, a muse 

Something soft for something blue 

She sauced my needs out of my dreams 

And baptized me in flesh that seeds 

And then she lay me like a baby 

On a bed of Spanish moss 

And for her love, I would help the devil 

To steal Christ right off the cross 

Yeah 

I lay blame on the arc of bar 

And the hundred proof in me 

But the arc, it blames the air 

Hundred percent humidity 

Well at least those damned mosquitos 

That fall flounder to the flood 

Get a thimble full of whiskey with their paltry pint of blood 

My blood 

Yeah 

This port of call 

It ain't no port at all 

The cap, my cup, and anchors up 

The jokers, they tease another hand 

But they're out of luck 'cause I'm out of town 

And the sun is like an omen 

Goading me toward the gospel 

But I got no plans at all 

Except to drink as soon as possible 

Yeah 

Some men offer confession 

For their souls and grace of god 

For others women, women are for mercy 

And mosquitos they're abuzz 

Yeah, some men offer confession 

For their souls and grace of god 

For others women, women are for mercy 

And mosquitos they're abuzz 

Yeah