[Generate a very deep, raspy male voice with a rough, gravelly tone, as if it's been damaged by years of alcohol and smoking. The voice should sound world-weary, gritty, and full of emotion] [Instrumental intro] [Verse] The day is ending, The sun’s going down... She gets up From the couch. [Verse] She looks in the mirror... Another night ahead... She’s ready To get to work. [Verse] She lifts the shutter, People start to come in. Everyone’s thirsty And ready to fly again. [Verse] You walk up to her counter, And order one more. She’s the queen Of Laudanum Saloon. [Chorus] Laudanum Saloon Laudanum Saloon Laudanum Saloon Laudanum Saloon [Instrumental solo] [Verse] We play some darts Or shoot a round of pool. There’s even a pinball machine That’ll blow your mind, so cool. While you’re sipping your drink You can sing along. And for the lonely hearts, There’s a spot to dance along. [Instrumental solo] [Verse] She’s the queen Of Laudanum's Saloon. And her smile lights up The whole place by far. [Verse] Her hair is fire, Her mouth, a volcano, Her cinnamon eyes, They split me in two. Don’t try to act slick, Or make a clever move. She knows how to put you Right back in your place. Here no one fights, Here, we all fly. Things are different At Laudanum Saloon. [Chorus] Laudanum Saloon Laudanum Saloon Laudanum Saloon Laudanum Saloon [Verse] The day is ending, The sun’s going down... She gets up From the couch. Her hair is fire, Her mouth, a volcano, Her cinnamon eyes Make my heart race. She lifts the shutter, People start to come in, She’s the queen Of Laudanum Saloon. She is... She is... She’s the queen Of Laudanum Saloooooon. She is... She is... She’s the queen Of Laudanum Saloooooon. [End]
