Can't Beat The Bar ft. Jeremy Elliott Lyrics

Seven dwarves made supper

One dwarf starved

What's the answer to the riddle

You can't beat the bar

The front page of the paper

Said it was time for us to choose

But I was feeling short

So I stuffed the paper in my shoes

You can fold their laundry

You can make a thousand cranes

You can truly say you're sorry

You can never take the blame

You can stand at the pulpit

With the getaway car

You can say you never noticed

But you can't beat the bar

I ate my vegetables

I grew tall

And I learned my dewy decimals

Until I was invincible

And then I had popsicles for breakfast

And I summited the ridge

And I had so many spoils

I bought a second fridge

You can wield the Stratovarius

You can purchase a star

You can play the sacred chord

But you can't beat the bar

I've seen that wild look

On your face at night

And I saw how much it took

For you to say you were doing alright

I've seen you keep on walking

Though your socks were turning red

Rattling the locks

On some prison bed

And I wish that I could tell you

How I see you try so hard

But your shoes are tied together

And you can't beat the bar

I sat in silence

For ten whole days

I swore off violence

And mayonnaise

And I only spoke of kindness

And I even listened too

And I always had enough

Left for you

And I practiced with intention

And I took my time

And I never failed to mention

Your beauty on the inside

And then I stood up in the lights

With love in my heart

But I let it get to me

When I couldn't beat the bar

How do you wake up in the morning

And know exactly what to do

I was told when I was six

I was the jolliest dude

But I can't remember now

And through this window in this room

I hear the country crying out

There must be something I can do

The bald eagle is circling

Says there's not enough fish

And I'd like to solve it now

But I got an oven in my dish

Perhaps the tide is coming in

A little faster than before

Perhaps there's a better flag

Worth running for

I'd just like to face myself

At the end of the road

And say you were insignificant

But beautiful

And feel the wind

Raise the little bumpies on my arm

And let out a great laugh and say

You can't beat the bar