"The Bottom Of The Pile" lyrics

I've been known to get stoned
Clean out of my mind
I've been carried through them doors
Way too many times
But if I can make it to the job tomorrow
'Round five, I'll begin to smile
And when they ring the bell, I'll cut a trail
To this place called "the bottom of the pile"

It's just a bar like a million
Filled with smoke that'll make you blind
Where the women know the words to every song
On a jukebox that's never quiet
Where the air is stale from the smell of beer
You get used to after a while
It was built with more than nails and boards
This place called "the bottom of the pile"

I was seventeen when I heard
About 'em dancin' on a hardwood floor
Every time I tried to get in
I couldn't get past the door
Since I've turned twenty-one
I don't leave 'til I've heard last call
I've been thinkin'
Was it worth all this waitin'
To go to the bottom of the pile?

It's just a bar like a million
Filled with smoke that'll make you blind
Where the women know the words to every song
On a jukebox that's never quiet
Where the air is stale from the smell of beer
You get used to after a while
It was built with more than nails and boards
This place called "the bottom of the pile"

It was built with more than nails and boards
This place called "the bottom of the pile"