We Lost a Small Piece of Our Souls That Day (The Eldorado Diner) versuri

We Lost a Small Piece of Our Souls That Day (The Eldorado Diner) lyrics by The Tommy Lasorda Experience

Back in the day, our friend Greig was a jovial guy
Who seemed to have that joie de vivre
That many of our age had long since replaced with sullen cynicism
But When he drank, as we all did, he got drunk, but not normal-drunk

Maybe it was a screwy metabolism
Or maybe he just drank a lot more than we realized
He would get cataclysmically drunk, I’m talking Keith Moon drunk
He went from 0 to 60 immediately
We would find lying on the grass, singing opera
He would crank-call the police
He would start yelling that he was thе real Batman
He would throw up things he hadn’t еven eaten
One night, we headed to our local hangout, the Eldorado Diner
On this night there had been quite a bit of alcohol consumption
And I feel the need to blame what happened next on alcohol
It’s a copout, of course
But isn’t life all about bullshitting yourself?

We grabbed a table and he headed to the men’s room to relieve himself
We promptly forgot about him
And started to engage in our usual routine
After an indeterminate amount of time
Someone went to see where he was
He returned from the men’s room with a horrified look on his face
The horrified look lasted about four seconds
And was replaced by hysterical laughter
One by one, we got up to see
We entered the bathroom, which was fairly small
He was in the farthest of the two stalls
Well, half-in and half out would be more accurate
Pants down, he was lying on the tile floor with his head
Next to the base of the toilet
He had fully evacuated into his undershorts
And he had vomited all over himself
He seemed to be making some rudimentary attempts at communication
But nobody could understand what he was saying
The rules of comraderie are clear
You get your buddy cleaned up a little
And get him home
We all just kind of looked at each other
And then went back to our food
And we watched people enter and exit the men’s room
Some emerged bemused and some were repulsed
But every facial expression we observed
Sent us into peals of laughter
We eventually got him in the car and dumped him on his front porch
I like to think all humans are fallible
And maybe the good you do evens things up a little
On the cosmic balance sheet
But underneath it all, I have to wonder
If we didn’t lose just a small piece of our souls that day