The Word Is Out Songtext
von Danny & Dusty

I was feeling very sad and solo
I went looking for some liquid sympathy
Went and found some bums down at the depot
And those bastards went and called the cops on me
I figured somewhere in this world it′s happy hour
So I went out to get properly disposed
Went and ordered me a whiskey sour
And the man said "Sorry son, we're closed"
Seems lately I′ve been paying
For things I used to get for free
Don't you know I hear the music playing
Whoa, I know the word is out on me
I was feeling very wild and restless
And I figured a night in some club might do
Called to see if I was on the guest list
And the switchboard lady wouldn't put me through
Found me number in my pocket
I figured "Aw hell, how can I miss?"
Shot through seven digits like a rocket


And some guy said "Who the hell is this?"
Seems lately I′ve been paying
For things I used to get for free
Don′t you know I hear the music playing
Whoa, I know the word is out on me
Seems that doors that once were open
Are slamming shut in my face
No point anymore in hoping
I think I better move some other place
Seems that lately I've been paying
For things I used to get for free
Don′t you know I hear the music playing
Whoa, I know the word is out on me
Yeah, I think the word must be out
I think I've been drinking too much, Steve
We better move upstate where they can′t find us
I better stop worrying about other people's feelings
I better stop drinking so much and maybe get a car that goes real fast
Maybe I don′t tip my bartender enough