[Verse 1: Dance-rock male lead, driving four-on-the-floor drums, angular overdriven guitar riff, shouted dance-rock vocal] Nine months of mornin' TV and a resume on loop Nine months of noodle cups and a can of chicken soup Every Friday down at Sully's with a single warm draft Countin' quarters on the bar while the regulars laughed Then a Thursday, phone rang, "can you start on the first?" Three weeks of early alarms and a collar and a shirt Friday, five o'clock, the deposit hit at last Come on, come on, I'm walkin' into Sully's fast [Hook: Dance-rock male lead, full dance-rock band, huge shouted hook] Round's on me, every stool in the place Nine months of nothin', look at the grin on my face Come on, come on, let the whole bar see Tonight it's on me, tonight it's on me [Verse 2: Dance-rock male lead, pumping bass guitar, angular guitar riff, faster dance-rock vocal] Sully poured a row of shots and lined 'em on the wood Old Ray, Big Denise, and half the neighborhood Bought the band a pitcher, bought the cook a plate Bought a round for strangers who just wandered in late Paid the tab for Lenny who's been out of work a year Told him "hang on, brother, now your Friday's gettin' near" Then I looked down the bar and my stomach hit the floor 'Cause the man who laid me off was sittin' by the door [Hook: Dance-rock male lead, full dance-rock band, huge shouted hook] Round's on me, every stool in the place Nine months of nothin', look at the grin on my face Come on, come on, let the whole bar see Tonight it's on me, tonight it's on me [Bridge: Dance-rock male lead, card beep, the band cuts on one beep of the card reader, then the whole dance-rock band slams back] He was starin' at his glass with his collar hangin' loose Heard they let him go in March, same paper, same excuse Nine months I had a speech and every word of it was mean Then I tapped the card again and the little light went green Slid a cold one down the wood and I watched him look up slow He said "what's this for?" I said "it's on me, bro" Come on, come on, raise it up and let it go Nine months, two men, and one round, now we know [Final Hook: Dance-rock male lead, full dance-rock band, biggest shouted hook] Round's on me, every stool in the place Nine months of nothin', look at the grin on my face Come on, come on, let the whole bar see Tonight it's on me, tonight it's on me [Outro: Dance-rock male lead, full dance-rock band ringing out, shouted] Come on, come on, tonight it's on me Come on, come on, tonight it's on me [End]
