The young night was thirsty as i entered the back of the bar

The smoke held the air, as the floating tables were scarred,

In back of the counter the man asked "what can i do?"

And all i could say was "one on the way, take it out of my youth."



And the voice from the jukebox was singing much more than a song

The magic of music picked up my mind and was gone

Caressed by a corner i sat in the shadows of blue

My glass quickly drained, i called out the name

Said take it out of my youth.



My eyes were drawn to the dancers forsaking their days

Swaying and swirling they shook with the passions of play

In total abandon the freedom of frenzy it grew

And just as before, i'll have one more

And take it out of my youth.



The women were wearing the paint that covered their frowns

Fluid and flowing and formed in the loose fitting gowns

So i said to my friend, let's do it again

And take it out of my youth.



And the sounds were obscene as the wine-drop visions were blurred

As the hours escaped to dungeons of wet empty words

My mind was swimming in a sea too familiar to fool

So i gave him the sign, just one more time

And take it out of my youth.



Now a toast to tomorrow as we dance on the fast rollin' logs

And a toast to today as frustration is drowned in the fog

Lost to the world, lost to each other, it's true

The signal was down, just one more round,

And take it out of my youth.



And the world disappeared as though shot with a warm whisky gun

As proudly we played and frolicked in desperate fun

The cold night was laughing and waiting outside of the room

So here's where i'll stand and drink with the damned

And take it out of my youth.