The Red Café

Have you ever been sitting in a café or somewhere similar, having a quiet drink, at peace with the world and someone comes and sits next to you and proceeds to preach at you about something which is obviously really important to them, but not at all interesting to you? They might be preaching about their religion, their views on climate change, their views on gun ownership or any one of a thousand other hobby horses. Doesn't really matter what it is, it sure does break the mood. 
The Red Café does exist in a neighbouring town - Bega - it's a cool place to go and makes great coffee. It's my one-man-band again on this, and it has taken quite a while to put together. Drums are midi, pencilled in from scratch.

lyrics

In The Red Café
©2011 Neil Porter 

Sitting in the Red Café
Had a big bad night and I’m miles away
I shouldn’t need that much to say
In the Red Café

You come in with the morning sun
The sunny mood’s just been undone
You come in with your blinkers on
In the Red Café

You make me feel real nervous
Scaring me to kingdom come
You got me damn near falling
Right off the edge of my seat
Watching my back, watching my front
Looking out for everything at once
Sometimes you get right in my face
This ain’t the place
To talk about your gods or your guns

I’ve read you in the Weekly News
I’ve read your crazy point of view
No evidence to make it true
In the Red Café

You ask me if the seat is free
You sit yourself right next to me
You say “my god can set you free”
In the Red Café

You make me feel real nervous
Scaring me to kingdom come
You got me damn near falling
Right off the edge of my seat
Watching my back, watching my front
Looking out for everything at once
Sometimes you get right in my face
This ain’t the place
To talk about your gods or your guns

The science is absolutely clear
Why is the truth so hard to hear?
There’s proof and knowledge everywhere
In the Red Café

You base your whole philosophy
On some doubtful ancient history
Your myths don’t make much sense to me
In the Red Café