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Thanks for that @srfc I haven't listen mighty Rory for ages.

*I always thought it was saying Janis Joplin all around me :facepalm::D

This hotel bar is full of people,
The piano man is really laying it down,
The old bartender is as high as a steeple,
So why tonight should I wear a frown?
*The joint is jumpin' all around me,
And my mood is really not in style,
Right now the blues flock to surround me,
But I'll break out after a while.
Yes I'm a million miles away,
I'm a million miles away,
I'm sailing like a driftwood, On a windy bay, On a windy bay.
I'm a million miles away, I'm a million miles away, But I'm sailing like a driftwood, On a windy bay, On a windy bay.
Why ask how I feel, Well, how does it look to you?
I fell hook, line and sinker, Lost my captain and my crew.
I'm standing on the landing, There's no one there but me,
That's where you'll find me, Looking out on the deep blue sea.
There's a song on the lips of everybody,
There's a smile all around the room,
There's conversation overflowing,
But I sit here with the blues.
This hotel bar has lost all its people,
The piano man has caught the last bus home,
The old bartender just collapsed in the corner,
Why I'm still here, I just don't know, I don't know.
I'm a million miles away, A million miles away, I'm sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay, On a windy bay.
 
One of my best Motorhead songs. Plus great life -experience lyrics! (Lemmy has been a roadie for Hendrix)

Another town another place,
Another girl, another face,
Another truck, another race,
I'm eating junk, feeling bad,
Another night, I'm going mad,
My woman's leaving, I feel sad,
But I just love the life I lead,
Another beer is what I need,
Another gig my ears bleed,
We Are The Road Crew

Another town I've left behind,
Another drink completely blind,
Another hotel I can't find,
Another backstage pass for you,
Another tube of super glue,
Another border to get through,
I'm driving like a maniac,
Driving my way to hell and back,
Another room a case to pack,
We Are The Road Crew

Another hotel we can burn,
Another screw, another turn,
Another Europe map to learn,
Another truckstop on the way,
Another game I learn to play,
Another word I learn to say,
Another bloody customs post,
Another fucking foreign coast,
Another set of scars to boast,
We Are The Road Crew
 
Rory Gallagher - Big Guns (The Very Best of)

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Adrian was obviously listening to Out on the Western Plain when writing The Writing on the Wall:lol:
 
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