This boat about to float.
Like it does every other night.
Take it to the microphone.
Under a moonshine light.
Metal melting doors on our left.
Guess they sound alright.
All we hear is screams and grunts.
Under the moonshine light.
Drummer boy across the way.
Always plays real tight.
Must be a real weird dude.
Under a moonshine night.
Joe Vee Zee's next door.
Usually got some moonshine.
So damn dark in here.
So damn dark in here.
Guess we need a moonshine light.
