Odes to Joy

Odes to Poncey-Highland · Track 15 · middle

Last Call on Ponce

The late-night soul of the avenue — the neon, the dive-bar crawl, the all-night diners, the after-hours camaraderie; Ponce at 2 AM and nobody wants to go home.

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, let's keep it going.

[Verse 1]
The Plaza drops a ruby glow across the glass
Watching all the midnight cruisers rolling past
Down into the basement where the jukebox hums
Living for the minute that the weekend comes
Underneath the radio tower's flashing red
We got a whole lot of city out ahead

[Pre-Chorus]
The skyline's supposed to sleep, but we refuse
Got nothing in this velvet night to lose

[Chorus]
Oh, it’s last call on Ponce, but nobody’s leaving
The neon is buzzing, the sidewalks are breathing
Hold up a glass to the beautiful strange
From the lounge to the diner, we’re keeping the change
Yeah, it’s last call on Ponce, and we're wide awake

[Verse 2]
Slide into a vinyl booth, the coffee's dark
Carrying the rhythm beating in your heart
Since 1929, "Food That Pleases" glowing on the sign
Getting eggs at 2 AM will settle your mind
Hear the dishes clattering and the stories loud
Just another Friday swimming in the late night crowd

[Pre-Chorus]
The skyline's supposed to sleep, but we refuse
Got nothing in this velvet night to lose

[Chorus]
Oh, it’s last call on Ponce, but nobody’s leaving
The neon is buzzing, the sidewalks are breathing
Hold up a glass to the beautiful strange
From the lounge to the diner, we’re keeping the change
Yeah, it’s last call on Ponce, and we're wide awake

[Bridge]
We got the night owls and the freaks
Dancing out the heavy of the week
Spilling out into the humid air
Without a single solitary care
Just following the taillights down the road
To see exactly where the stories fold

[Chorus]
Oh, it’s last call on Ponce, but nobody’s leaving
The neon is buzzing, the sidewalks are breathing
Hold up a glass to the beautiful strange
From the lounge to the diner, we’re keeping the change
Yeah, it’s last call on Ponce, and we're wide awake

[Outro]
So leave the tab open
Walking down Ponce
Under the glowing marquee
We'll get some sleep tomorrow
Or maybe just whenever the sun comes all the way up
Pick a song