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Watching basketball on the tubeDrinking a beer and feeling rude.There's a band playing in the other roomBut no one is paying any mind.Watching the cue smack the nineAnd that pinball's screaming line.The lights are dancing to Wilco on the jukeIt's that song complaining about someone being out of line.I used to come here with friendsWe'd drink Irish whiskey and talk about the people we knew.Laughing about stretching before punk rock showsReminiscing about playing Frisbee in graveyards.These friends span the country nowBut we make plans anyhow.Maybe it's because we're all fans of a different sportMaybe it's all the songs we wrote.I used to come here with friendsWe'd drink Irish whiskey and talk about the people we knew.Laughing about stretching before punk rock showsReminiscing about playing Frisbee in graveyards. Aus Songtexte Mania