I saw you in the crowd I saw you singing out loud The people were swaying The band was playing Something real loud I couldn't hear one word Screams were all that I heard But I saw her face I saw her eyes I saw His grace In the dark'ning skies I saw you raise your hand Stretching out to the band You reach exceeding your grasp On the beach from the whale Comes one last gasp Meet me in my hotel room Meet me just for fun And I will not be boring Some things I been storing Inside to show someone like you A few friends just stopped by I think they wanted to get high But it wasn't you Who they led me to So I bid them all good-bye I probably would forget This episode of regret So I wrote this song So when you sing along I hope my message you will get Meet me in my hotel room Oh, meet me just for fun And you will not be boring Something you been storing Inside to show someone like me
Gordon Gano: vocal, guitar Brian Ritchie: bass guitar, electric piano Guy Hoffman: drums, vocal
Recorded and Mixed by David Vartanian at DV's Perversion Room, Milwuakee, WI