From a smoky night-club
A parallel universe
And they wanted him,
And him, and him
And not me
But they are dead to me

Forcing down
When your soul cries out
For a real drink!

"Hello, yes,
I know I'm not often here,
It's not so much my scene"
An acquaintance or two
Or five or six
Stunned by my
Surprise appearance

Couples dance,
And I will drain their drinks
And smoke
They'll all be dead soon
Or someday