Gimme some whisky from the rail Save your ice for the can What time did I have to be home Time to fill this gla** again The B&J's nothing but a hole in the ground Ground all soaked in booze Our loser's memory's all bleary and wrong The real last call is here for you This place is just a gang of barstools Stink of stale beer everywhere Parking lot's full of rusty pickup trucks And a crooked pool table piled with broken chairs The B&J's nothing but a hole in the ground Ground all soaked in booze Our loser's memory's all bleary and wrong The real last call is here for you In the day we ate our lunch here Washed it down with cold beer from the keg Stopped back after our shift was done Didn't get home til after dark The B&J's nothing but a hole in the ground Ground all soaked in booze Our loser's memory's all bleary and wrong The real last call is here for you They used to say this was a bad old place Mom told us all to stay away When I grew up it wasn't nothing at all Another dark place to spend the day