Mc Mikis speakeasy bar Lyrics

I was longing to see again

The big town New Orleans

I met my mate the little Joe

On the greyhound runaway train

We visited together on the weekend

McMikis speakeasy bar

Just listen to the music of time, 1925

Smoke flows through the ear

And the whisky smelt everywhere

The musicians carried their things

Throughout the crowd

And let stay all this on the stage

The light switched on and the crew

Gathered for the show

Lily started easily to play, and, soon

Want to kill her old piano

The rest of the crew gets on

The audience humming harder

The drums started booming

The horn section moving slowly

Courageous couples jumping up

And swing their feet on the dance floor, and

The barman named Joe was starting to shake

His cocktail to mix to the beat

And now, McBain takes the microphone

And playing the guitar well

He sings about his fucking life

And shouting loud as hell

That cat McBain is crazy cool!

The jazz-swingers becomes wild

As every night in New Orleans

McMikis speakeasy bar

The Hepcat men just moved around cool

With a cigar in the mouth deeply

And the fashion-pack-women, uhh

Shook their ass, I guess, not unconsciously

And now, McBain takes the microphone

And playing the guitar well

He sings about his fucking life

And shouting loud as hell

That cat McBain is crazy cool!

The jazz-swingers becomes wild

As every night in New Orleans

McMikis speakeasy bar

And now, McBain takes the microphone

And playing the guitar well

He sings about his fucking life

And shouting loud as hell

That cat McBain is crazy cool!

The jazz-swingers becomes wild

As every night in New Orleans

McMikis speakeasy bar

As every night in New Orleans

McMikis speakeasy bar

As every night in New Orleans

McMikis speakeasy bar