Bryan, Texas Lyrics

it's a friday night in bryan texas and the main act hasn't shown and you're stood outside the stage door waiting as if you didn't know as if any moment now your messiah will arrive in that piece of junk pick up truck that he always drives first you call his manager and he says "don't you know i quit i got tired of tying his shoe laces and getting him to gigs you love his stories and they are beautifully told i don't know if it's me or him or his routine that got old" next you try his wife and she's says he's not here you know what he's like for days he'll disappear it doesn't matter if he shows or if he don't either way you will forgive him though now you say you won't on a Friday night in Bryan Texas when the main act hasn't shown..." yes he lets you down but you're never disappointed you're a gambler he's a slot machine you'll keep putting in the quarters on the promise that he'll pay you back in song then you get the bright idea of calling his psychiatrist she says "you just missed him he was sat here in my office couldn't tell you where he is now except where he shouldn't be but you don't need me to tell you that you don't need to hear that from me" so finally as a last resort you reach jerry from the band you say "Jerry, you should be here in Bryan playing with the man" he says "i don't know nothing 'bout no gig sure is news to me the man's power of communication is not what it used to be" so it's Friday night in Bryan Texas and the main act hasn't shown...