It’s 10:37 at Bar Ten-Eleven, there’s only six people inside
Four are the band, one is a drunk, and one’s a bartender named Clyde
The tip jar is empty and no is listening the singer lets out a sigh
‘Bout the 45 minutes in front of his mirror, he’s a legend in his own mind
He’s a legend in his own mind
Back in his 20s he still had no money but the girls would all come to his shows
He’d wear flashy jackets with pompadour hair He’s the guy that they’d all want to know,
He’s the guy that the girls want to know
It’s 10:57 at Bar Ten-Eleven, two guys arrive at the door
Their hands in their pockets, their eyes on the bar It’s the drinking that they’ve come here for
The singer looks over, points at his tip jar Don’t they know who he is?
He’s the one with the pompadour hair The one that the girls want to know
He’s the star of yesteryear’s show
Hey guy at the bar don’t you know I’m a star And you’re just a lush losing hair
Won’t you buy me a drink it’s the least you can do Since you’re taking up space sitting there
It’s half past 11:00 and I won’t even mention the name of the man on the stage
He’s famous for fighting with shadows and drunks He’s a legend in his own ways
Tonight’s no exception and his humble reception’s got him riled and looking to dance
He states through the mic the great size of his balls He’s a legend in his own pants
He’s a legend in his own pants
Let’s tango right here; Put down your beers Let’s see who’s the king of the night
It took but a swing from the first guy in sight to give his right eye a new kind of shine
Now it’s 1:57 at Bar Ten-Eleven and Clyde is wiping the bar
Another night’s over and where’s the time gone Time and a legend’s old songs
The house lights come on, the jukebox kicks in, Elvis hangs on the wall
I can sing better at the bottom of a pool than that guy jumpsuit and all
While the band’s loading out the singer sits down and reaches deep for his change
Clyde said don’t bother, this one’s on the house And the singer said thanks for the raise
Don’t you forget I’m the best that there is Some say the best of all time
And he slugged down his drink and packed up his mic
He’s a legend in his own mind
He’s a legend in his own mind
He’s a legend in his own mind
He’s a legend in his own mind
credits
from Light Within,
released October 1, 2019
Vocals & Rhythm Guit: Erin O'Keefe
Elec Guitar: Eli Southard
Keys: Jon Grossman
Mandolin: Colin Gilmore
Bass: Ben Bradshaw
Drums: Jimmy Milner
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