Lyrics

Twelfth Night at Payne Street

Hey, what you wanna do tonight?
Looks like the Birchmere?s closing down
Traffic?s crawling, snow?s falling
Two feet says the weatherman downtown
I know you hate to miss this show
But there?s nothing we can do
Hot Rise and the Trailblazers are snowed into Kalamazoo

It?s bonus time at home tonight
With quite a list of things to do
String changing, rearranging
Bath and bedrooms, basement ballyhoo!
The party?s just a week away
And we?re nearly up to speed
Sometimes Twelfth Night is all the party you need
Twelfth Night at Payne Street is really quite the party indeed

They?ll be magic in the music room
A private concert from the tomb of gloom
A twisting tale, two pints of ale
With Elvis and RT
But there?s a fracas on the phonograph
Bruce Cockburn in a hovercraft
Touching down to the sweet, sad sounds
Of 3 Mustaphas 3

So what you wanna do tonight?
I was hoping we?d stay in
Snow?s falling, pups are sprawling
New strings on the octave mandolin
All the music in the world tonight
Is at your finger tips, indeed
Sometimes Twelfth Night is all the music we need
Twelfth Night at Payne Street is all the music we need