15 Miles to Hell's Gate - Ninth House

Ten o'clock in this bar up on this stage with my guitar Watching things play out so far on New Year's eve There's the locals buying rounds for those girls from out of town There's those college kids all flashing fake IDs We're all here, party don't stop, people out there watching that clock Everything gets a little bit louder, as it moves towards the midnight hour Every new year that ball drops in Times Square and we throw it in high gear 'Cause that clock's tick ticking' on down A little less sober we start dancing closer Lining up a midnight kiss for ourselves At 15 to 12 At 15 to 12 Right when the night is at its prime, up underneath that neon sign We'll sing a verse of auld lang syne and raise a glass But for now we're scoping it out, trying to connect in the middle of a crowd Don't have to be real, don't t have to be right Could be forever or just for tonight Every new year that ball drops in Times Square and we throw it in high gear 'Cause that clock's tick ticking' on down A little less sober we start dancing closer Lining up a midnight kiss for ourselves At 15 to 12 At 15 to 12 Grab a partner and don't be shy, boys and girls its almost time So lean on in and pucker up 'cause a news year brings good luck (Three, two, one, woo!) Every new year that ball drops in Times Square and we throw it in high gear 'Cause that clock's tick ticking' on down A little less sober we start dancing closer Lining up a midnight kiss for ourselves At 15 to 12 (might as well) At 15 to 12 Angels be pa-pa-pa And ever all to God Through love and greatness be for all And days of auld lang syne