17 Mopey Guys

Lyrics: They invite me every week To get my ass on down They say that it's more damn fun Than anywhere else in town But I always shake my head and say I'll see you all around I'm going somewhere else today Though I can't say where I'm bound Chorus They play Desolation Row and they never miss a part they sing every single note, straight from the heart those seventeen mopey guys strumming their guitar love that open mic night at the local bar Jonathan's a barista That's how he pays the bills But harshing all our mellows Is how he gets his thrills Peter's an accountant Plays a Martin, don't ya know? As he bleats about injustice He puts on quite a show Christopher gets up on stage and plays a sad sad song Then Frederick gets up on stage and plays one just as long Then Theodore gets up on stage and he tries to play along the mic is open, those guys are mopin You can't say that I'm wrong Now I won't name all 17 I think I've set the scene I can sit through 5 or 6 Before I want to scream I'd rather be backpacking And sit beside a stream Or get myself a root canal That ain't as bad as it seems