Saint Mark's Place

[Male Vocal with Rock Band]

[A-Solo]
Saint Mark's Place on the lower East Side.
Played in a dump and I swallowed my pride.
The New York crowd wasn't diggin' my stuff,
But I kept on goin' and the gig was tough!

[Chorus: Solo + Band Chorus]
Been there. Done that. Just another face.
Playin' in a bar on Saint . . . Mark's . . . Place!

[B - Solo]
Sang every song with stars in my eyes,
While livin' on burgers and greasy fries.
Slept in a hallway when I wasn't paid.
A million pretty girls and I couldn't get laid!

[Chorus: Solo + Band Chorus]
Been there. Done that. Just another face.
Playin' in a bar on Saint . . . Mark's . . . Place!

[C - Solo]
Just playin' my sets night after night.
Kept singin' my songs till I got 'em right.
When New York City fell in love with me,
I died and went to Heaven! Wudda sung for free!

[Chorus: Solo + Band Chorus]
Been there. Done that. Just another face.
Playin' in a bar on Saint . . . Mark's . . . Place!

[Musical Interlude - Repeat Entire Song]

[Coda]
Playin' in a bar . . .
Playin' in a bar . . .
Playin' in a bar . . .
On Saint . . . Mark's . . . Place!