Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Same old stool Same chipped glass Bartender knows Not to ask TV talks Mouths move fast All these lives Just rush past [Chorus] Nobody cares about the lonely man Sipping his shake in a paper cup Counting the tips on a shaking hand Laughing it off when the sun comes up (oh-oh) Nobody cares about the lonely man So I clap my own two hands on two and four Sing my name like a marching band Till the empty room comes back for more [Verse 2] Phone face down Screen stays black Jukebox spins I spin back Cheap cologne Creased old shoes Dance with ghosts To yesterday’s news [Chorus] Nobody cares about the lonely man Sipping his shake in a paper cup Counting the tips on a shaking hand Laughing it off when the sun comes up (hey!) Nobody cares about the lonely man So I clap my own two hands on two and four Sing my name like a marching band Till the empty room comes back for more [Bridge] Maybe they’re all Just lonely too Hiding their hearts In something new So if you’re lost Come take this seat We’ll fake a crowd On this empty street (yeah) [Chorus] Nobody cares about the lonely man Sipping his shake in a paper cup Counting the tips on a shaking hand Laughing it off when the sun comes up Nobody cares about the lonely man But we’ll clap our tired hands on two and four Turn our names to a roaring band Till the whole wide world walks through that door
Tags
rock, Hybrid funk-jazz-pop-rock jam with male vocals; tight syncopated drums, rubbery bass, and choppy clav anchor the groove. Verses stay lean with palm-muted guitar, dry vocal close to the mic. Chorus explodes with brassy horn stabs, stacked call-and-response backing vocals, and crunchy rhythm guitar. Middle section leans into a jazzy turn with walking bass and Rhodes swirls before slamming back into the hook. High-energy, slightly sarcastic, and very hook-driven., jazz, funk, pop
Duration
2:53
Instrumental
No
Created
3/27/2026