An Ode to The Last Calls of Atlanta — Vol. 2: Drinks & Tables · Track 18 · middle
PJ's by Emory: Frat Brunch Forever
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Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] Down on Oxford Road, past the campus gates Dim light spilling on the sidewalk, sealing all our fates Sticky floors and jukebox glow, a pitcher for the table The game is on the TV set, the volume's unstable We piled into red vinyl booths, cracked and deep and worn A sanctuary from the dorms, where legends could be born [Chorus] Oh! We called it brunch but it was afternoon! Raise a glass to PJ's and a cheap-beer-magic moon! Stomping on the floorboards, singing out of tune! Frat Brunch Forever, gone too soon! [Verse 2] There was history in the oak grain, a hundred other lives I took my car key to the wood, a secret that survives Carved a 'J plus T' and 'Class of '09' right there in the grain A promise to remember, through the sun and through the rain Every table was a diary, every scar a sacred text Who we were and who we loved and what was coming next [Chorus] Oh! We called it brunch but it was afternoon! Raise a glass to PJ's and a cheap-beer-magic moon! Stomping on the floorboards, singing out of tune! Frat Brunch Forever, gone too soon! [Bridge] And now it's just a memory, a story that we tell 'Bout a dive bar sanctuary, our own little heaven-hell Those tables have been sanded down, or burned for all I know But the ghosts of every Friday night still have a place to go [Chorus] OH! WE CALLED IT BRUNCH BUT IT WAS AFTERNOON! RAISE A GLASS TO PJ'S AND A CHEAP-BEER-MAGIC MOON! STOMPING ON THE FLOORBOARDS, SINGING OUT OF TUNE! FRAT BRUNCH FOREVER, GONE TOO SOON! [Outro] Hey! Hey! Frat Brunch Forever! Hey! Hey! Gone too soon! Hey! Hey! Frat Brunch Forever!