I sent this over to Nich to see if it's HangDog material. Steve and Grant, feel free to input as well if you think there's something worth working on:


Here's the lyrics/tabs:

(Am)in the straight swath path that a bullet makes
(Em)Casey steps up and taps the plate
(Dm)and mutters "this is your brain on the the war on drugs"
(E7)and hits it out of the park, sweeps it under the rug

and later at the fight, in his ring side seat
dreaming of the bed in his hotel suite
he'll think back to a time when it was all so blue

Madam, you are awfully familiar. Have we met?

No?

Are you positive?

Ah, well. My mistake.

As you were.

Madam, you are awfully familiar. Have we met? No? Are you positive? Ah, well. My mistake. As you were....