Neat Lyrics

Hey bartender, give it to me neat

I can see you back there mixin' it for me

But I'm easy, and simplicity is sweet

Hey bartender, this is what I think

I'm here on a mission and the mission is to drink

So if you please, give it to me.. neat

I'm a mixologist

Blendin thoughts and liquor

Attemptin to make a song that hits

Only problem is the tolerance most have for intoxicants

Does not exist

Enough to stop and listen to complex concoctions

Their senses are not equipped

To handle all of the shots within a stronger mix

I'm at my wit's end

Pen and pad drippin

Havin to listen, to the same damn jokes

Bad renditions, because they can't cope

With a lack of vision, the lame man goes

"I'll have a whiskey rocks, 86 the rocks pal"

"Give me your hippest hop, but maybe skip the hop for now."

Just bought a round, wantin another

Bust a bottle out, pausin to wonder

If I brought it down, hard as a mother

Would it knock me out? Probably. Unworth

Hey bartender, give it to me neat

I can see you back there mixin' it for me

But I'm easy, and simplicity is sweet

Hey bartender, this is what I think.

I'm here on a mission and the mission is to drink

So if you please, give it to me.. neat

It seems to me that people tend to view

Music through the lens of feelings vs.

Meaning and the trends are proof

I think I'm through

Listenin' to you tellin' me what I need to do

You need to keep it simple stupid

Machine-produced, repeatable, cheap tunes are easier to listen to

What is scheming getting you?

Still a mixologist

Still mixin thoughts and liquor blended into songs to get

A mention? A play?

Attention? Famous?

You oughta stop dependin on tips and graces

Livin off the "generousness?" of strangers

I am the bartender. Y'all are the patrons

I'll get you drunk off of all my creations

To my regulars, I'm grateful to the end

I can't "fake it 'til I make it" so I made this for my friends