Old East Main, 2011

[Erik T. Burns]

To this Whole Sick Crew:
Here's wishing that for all of you whatever crisis 2011 brought,
personal or global, has reached its apocheir and that in 2012 we all
get to climb the other side of the V.
best, etb

All together now:

Every night is Christmas Eve on old East Main,
Sailors and their sweethearts all agree.

Neon signs of red and green
Shine upon the friendly scene,
Welcoming you in from off the sea.

Santa's bag is filled with all your dreams come true:
Nickel beers that sparkle like champagne,
Barmaids who all love to screw,

All of them reminding you
It's Christmas Eve on old East Main.