Bathwater Ballroom Blues

[Verse 1]
Cold tile
Steam on the mirror
Ring of rust
Bottle on the rim
Cheap motel tub
Buzzing in the outlet
He says
"One last show"
And he starts to slip in
[Chorus]
He’s waltzing in the water with a toaster
Two left feet on a soap-slick floor
Spinning like the world’s crooked coaster
Shouting
"Turn it up
I want some more!"
If this is how it ends
Let it be loud
Bathwater ballroom
Playing to an audience of clouds
[Verse 2]
Shirt on the faucet
Tie in the drain
Radio crackles
Through the static in his brain
Foam like confetti
On his shaking knees
He bows to the curtain
Of a busted AC
[Chorus]
He’s waltzing in the water with a toaster
Two left feet on a soap-slick floor
Spinning like the world’s crooked coaster
Shouting
"Turn it up
I want some more!"
If this is how it ends
Let it be loud
Bathwater ballroom
Playing to an audience of clouds
[Bridge]
[Band drops to half-time
Vocals almost spoken]
He says
"I’ve been drowning dry
In a suit and tie
If the spark’s gonna take me
Let it catch my smile"
[Drums build back in]
So he kicks that cord
Like a ballroom door
And he howls off-key
Till he can’t no more (yeah)
[Chorus]
He’s waltzing in the water with a toaster
Two left feet on a soap-slick floor
Spinning like the world’s crooked coaster
Shouting
"Turn it up
I want some more!"
If this is how it ends
Make it resound
Bathwater ballroom
King of an empty crown

rock, Crunchy garage rock drive, mid-tempo stomp. Male vocals with a crooked grin, overdriven guitars locked to a swaggering drum groove, bass walking around the root. Verses stay tight and talky; chorus explodes with shouted gang vocals and a climbing riff. Brief middle-8 drops to half-time with reverb-soaked lead, then slams back in.