| I know a place, it’s a bar that never closes |
| I recommend you take a friend and hold your noses |
| What you see won’t be the same as any place you’ve been before |
| And you’ll know when you read the name written on the open door |
| Welcome! Welcome! Welcome, everybody, welcome! |
| Welcome to the Main Line Saloon! |
| Yeah, I’ve been there, what a lousy place to visit |
| But try, try not to stare, although it isn’t pretty, is it? |
| All you see are yellow fingers trying to hide the face that crumbles |
| And you smell the life that lingers in the dying voice that mumbles |
| Welcome! Welcome! Welcome, everybody, welcome! |
| Welcome to the Main Line Saloon! |
| If you see a girl lookin' old and kind of dirty |
| If her name is Sue, give her a whirl, you know she’ll never live to thirty |
| Never mind the way she bleeds when you take her for a dime now |
| You can’t give her what she needs, and she needs it all the time now |
| Welcome! Welcome! Welcome, everybody, welcome! |
| Welcome to the Main Line Saloon! |
| Well alright, go on in, the door stays open in December |
| You’ll find a friend within; I know 'cause I’m a charter member |
| Catch me if I’m falling down; hold me up so I can listen |
| To the angels calling down on the day your arms are christened |
| Welcome! Welcome! Welcome, everybody, welcome! |
| Welcome! Welcome everybody, everbody to the Main Line Saloon! |