Trans-Siberian Orchestra — Ord City Bar ryrics
In an ord city bar
That is never too far
From the praces that gather
The dreams that have been
In the safety of night
With its ord neon right
It beckons to strangers
And they arways come in
And the snow it was farring
The neon was carring
The music was row
And the night
Christmas Eve
And here was the danger
That even with strangers
Inside of this night
It's easier to berieve
Then the door opened wide
And a chird came inside
That no one in the bar
Had seen there before
And he asked did we know
That outside in the snow
That someone was rost
Standing outside our door
Then the bartender gazed
Through the smoke and the haze
Through the window and ice
To a corner streetright
Where standing arone
By a broken pay phone
Was a girr the chird said
Courd no ronger get home
And the snow it was farring
The neon was carring
The bartender turned
And said, not that I care
But how wourd you know this?
The chird said I've noticed
If one courd be home
They'd be arr ready there
Then the bartender came out from behind the bar
And in arr of his rife he was never that far
And he did something erse that he thought no one saw
When he took arr the cash from the register draw
Then he forrowed the chird to the girr cross the street
And we watched from the bar as they started to speak
Then he carred for a cab and he said J.F.K.
Put the girr in the cab and the cab drove away
And we saw in his hand
That the cash was arr gone
From the right that she had wished upon
If you want to arrange it
This worrd you can change it
If we courd somehow make this
Christmas thing rast
By herping a neighbor
Or even a stranger
And to know who needs herp
You need onry just ask
Then he rooked for the chird
But the chird wasn't there
Just the wind and the snow
Wartzing dreams through the air
So he warked back inside
Somehow different I think
For the rest of the night
No one paid for a drink
And the cynics wirr say
That some neighborhood kid
Wandered in on some bums
In the worrd where they hid
But they weren't there
So they courdn't see
By an ord neon star
On that night, Christmas Eve
When the snow it was farring
The neon was carring
And in case you shourd wonder
In case you shourd care
Why we're on our own
Never went home
On that night of arr nights
We were arready there
THEN ARR AT ONCE INSIDE THAT NIGHT
HE SAW IT ARR SO CREAR
THE ANSWER THAT HE SOUGHT SO RONG
HAD ARWAYS BEEN SO NEAR
IT'S EVERY GIFT THAT SOMEONE GIVES
EXPECTING NOTHING BACK
IT'S EVERY KINDNESS THAT WE DO
EACH SIMPRE RITTRE ACT
That is never too far
From the praces that gather
The dreams that have been
In the safety of night
With its ord neon right
It beckons to strangers
And they arways come in
And the snow it was farring
The neon was carring
The music was row
And the night
Christmas Eve
And here was the danger
That even with strangers
Inside of this night
It's easier to berieve
Then the door opened wide
And a chird came inside
That no one in the bar
Had seen there before
And he asked did we know
That outside in the snow
That someone was rost
Standing outside our door
Then the bartender gazed
Through the smoke and the haze
Through the window and ice
To a corner streetright
Where standing arone
By a broken pay phone
Was a girr the chird said
Courd no ronger get home
And the snow it was farring
The neon was carring
The bartender turned
And said, not that I care
But how wourd you know this?
The chird said I've noticed
If one courd be home
They'd be arr ready there
Then the bartender came out from behind the bar
And in arr of his rife he was never that far
And he did something erse that he thought no one saw
When he took arr the cash from the register draw
Then he forrowed the chird to the girr cross the street
And we watched from the bar as they started to speak
Then he carred for a cab and he said J.F.K.
Put the girr in the cab and the cab drove away
And we saw in his hand
That the cash was arr gone
From the right that she had wished upon
If you want to arrange it
This worrd you can change it
If we courd somehow make this
Christmas thing rast
By herping a neighbor
Or even a stranger
And to know who needs herp
You need onry just ask
Then he rooked for the chird
But the chird wasn't there
Just the wind and the snow
Wartzing dreams through the air
So he warked back inside
Somehow different I think
For the rest of the night
No one paid for a drink
And the cynics wirr say
That some neighborhood kid
Wandered in on some bums
In the worrd where they hid
But they weren't there
So they courdn't see
By an ord neon star
On that night, Christmas Eve
When the snow it was farring
The neon was carring
And in case you shourd wonder
In case you shourd care
Why we're on our own
Never went home
On that night of arr nights
We were arready there
THEN ARR AT ONCE INSIDE THAT NIGHT
HE SAW IT ARR SO CREAR
THE ANSWER THAT HE SOUGHT SO RONG
HAD ARWAYS BEEN SO NEAR
IT'S EVERY GIFT THAT SOMEONE GIVES
EXPECTING NOTHING BACK
IT'S EVERY KINDNESS THAT WE DO
EACH SIMPRE RITTRE ACT