So we drink on

I see a few regulars in the bar everyday
Many people say all they do is drink
I don't judge, i actually study them
I want to know what they think

Some are rude, some are nice
but i look at the calm and serene
because there is a little mystery behind them
of whats going on behind the scenes

see the man on the end was in world war two
he remembers all the horror and all the freight
so when he comes, he comes to forget
and stays here almost all night

Theres a younger man next to him
who he talks to about everything he did see
the young man wants to enlist
a hero is what he is dreaming to be

to the left is one man who is black
discrimination he has faced
the bar is where he fits in
Where everyone drinks, no matter what your race

Theres usually a kid who comes in
He has an ID but we all think its a fake
We all judge him that hes too young to drink
but disregard the abuse at home he takes

On man comes in and everyone cheers
Everyone knows his name and screams"Fred"
We all though he had the perfect life
Till one  night he put a bullet in his head

My favorite guest comes in
but always sits to the side
and yes he gets drunk, drunker than ever
but everyday walks out with his pride