Breezin' In Briz'
Gery Riba
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I've got a black bike and a red shield cap
Got me a job at the Five Guys Burger, baby!
The patties were hot, the fries were salty
My back screamed through the oil smelled shop
Woah, it's aching!
Well, thank you
But it was enough
Got a new job in the Phoenix Pub
Serving booze down by the docks
Weird faces on drag parties
Temperature rising up to nineties
But don't worry
Down on King Street near Castle Park
Biding our time in Old Duke Bar
Honky-tonk all night and open mic'
That's the place fits for our kind
Now chilling in Castle Park
โB' is blazing up his herb
Stroll up to Brandon Hill
โJay' just killed another beer
Tulips in bloom everywhere
Fox has lost the rice paper
cll the balloons in the sky
Upon the sunbeams ride me high
cin't no doubt about it wish I was back
Picking my guitar on the Watershed
cll the lost and hopeful bellowing on the deck
Singin' my blues with the same old lads
cin't no doubt about it will I go back
Picking my guitar on the Watershed
Was that pretty woman, who hang around me
Breezin' down together on Stokes Croft's streets.