Club Anytime: Open All Night

Lyrics

[Intro]
The lock on this door... is just for show.

[Verse 1]
The streetlights are bleeding out on the wet pavement.
You left the whole damn week back there, on the other side of the steel door.
In here, the air is thick.
Sweat and cheap cologne and something electric in your teeth.
The floor is already sticky, a testament to a thousand nights just like this one.
The bass hits you right in the sternum, shakes the doubt right out of your bones.

[Chorus]
This is Club Anytime!
The sermon is the four-four beat.
No last call, just a higher calling.
The disco ball throws down shattered stars on everyone.
Hallelujah on the downbeat!
The Hammond organ preaches till the sun comes up.
This is Club Anytime!
We are open.

[Verse 2]
The DJ is a silhouette in the booth, our high priest of the long-play.
He's spinning vinyl testaments, finding the groove that saves.
He sees the faces in the strobes.
The Saturday night sinners and the Sunday morning saints, all part of the same moving body.
Here, we don't need our names.
We just have the rhythm.

[Chorus]
This is Club Anytime!
The sermon is the four-four beat.
No last call, just a higher calling.
The disco ball throws down shattered stars on everyone.
Hallelujah on the downbeat!
The Hammond organ preaches till the sun comes up.
This is Club Anytime!
We are open.

[Bridge]
And then you see it.
A crack of gray light under the fire escape door.
A rumor of morning. A world that has to work on Monday.
But the beat doesn't stop.
The organ just swells a little warmer, a little more forgiving.
Someone passes you a paper cup of coffee, black and strong.
We just keep dancing.
We dance right through the dawn.

[Outro]
Open.
All night.
The rhythm is the prayer.
The dance floor is the pew.
Forever.