Beneath the neon lights, in a smoky room,

A bottle in my hand, chasing away the gloom.

The jukebox wails, a bluesy serenade,

In this dive bar, where shadows never fade.

(Pre-Chorus)

Pour me another, let the spirits flow,

In the whiskey river, my troubles I'll throw.

A liquid courage, in a glass so clear,

In the rock 'n' roll rhythm, I drown my fear.

(Chorus)

Raise your glass to the midnight hour,

A rock 'n' roll anthem, a whiskey-powered.

In the haze of the bar, where the wild ones play,

In the alcohol-fueled night, we find our way.

(Verse 2)

Guitar riffs scream, like a howling wind,

In the tavern's heart, where the sinners grinned.

The bartender's nod, a silent pact,

In the rebel's haven, where the rules are hacked.

(Pre-Chorus)

Pour me another, let the spirits flow,

In the whiskey river, my troubles I'll throw.

A liquid courage, in a glass so clear,

In the rock 'n' roll rhythm, I drown my fear.

(Chorus)

Raise your glass to the midnight hour,

A rock 'n' roll anthem, a whiskey-powered.

In the haze of the bar, where the wild ones play,

In the alcohol-fueled night, we find our way.

(Bridge)

In the dim-lit corner, a solitary soul,

Lost in the rhythm, trying to feel whole.

The bottle's my companion, the music's my guide,

In this rock 'n' roll refuge, where I confide.

(Guitar Solo)

(Verse 3)

As the night unfolds, in a whiskey trance,

Drowning sorrows, in the liquid dance.

The barstool throne, where I hold my sway,

In this rock 'n' roll kingdom, I'm here to stay.

(Pre-Chorus)

Pour me another, let the spirits flow,

In the whiskey river, my troubles I'll throw.

A liquid courage, in a glass so clear,

In the rock 'n' roll rhythm, I drown my fear.

(Chorus)

Raise your glass to the midnight hour,

A rock 'n' roll anthem, a whiskey-powered.

In the haze of the bar, where the wild ones play,

In the alcohol-fueled night, we find our way.

(Outro)

As the last chords ring, and the night's shadows fade,

In the whiskey-soaked echoes, our memories are laid.

In the rock 'n' roll realm, where the misfits roam,

In the alcohol-fueled anthem, we find our home.