“One way out of here. No U-turn, no going back. Kind of surreal, but I like the “disco magic” part. The music was first, so that set the stage for some gloomy images. Does this bar have a name?” (Allen Finney, 2018)

Long dark nights, sunny days
Neon lights across the blue highway
Ain’t but one way outa here

Long necked bottles, bottoms up
High fashion models, crooked cops
Ain’t but one way outa here

Disco magic, nothing but smoke and mirrors
Line dancing, tequila and tears
And but one way outa here