MIKE RIVER

Lyrics

I ain’t much of an outlaw like Waylon or Willie
I ain’t done time for my sins
I run with the hellions, barflies and ladies
The kings of this decadent strip

Outsiders we roam
In bottles we trust
As we drink through a pain it can’t touch
Adult adolescents
Convalesce
On the sidewalks of Broadway

There’s a part of me broken, that I aim to deal with
Tomorrow when I wake up
All that’s forgotten, in a transient family
Of vagrants, lovers and drunks

Outsiders we roam, in bottles we trust
As we drink through a pain it can’t touch
Adult adolescents, convalesce
On the sidewalks of Broadway

The novice, naïve eye sees
The lonesome or the weak
In solace we’re inspired,
Like-minded outsiders and freaks

Tonight, it’s the whiskey, healing scars
As we drink convalesce and rejoice
Til the bottles are empty, we belong
To the sidewalks of Broadway

Outsiders we roam, in bottles we trust
As we drink through a pain you can’t touch
Adult adolescents, convalesce
On the sidewalks of Broadway

Outsiders we roam, in bottles we trust
As we drink through a pain you can't touch
Adult adolescents
Convalesce
On the sidewalks of Broadway

When the bottles are empty
We're alone
On the sidewalks of Broadway

When the bottle it's gone, I'm alone
On the sidewalks of Broadway