Lyrics
Verse 1
Been starin’ at this wall Since half past eight a.m Coffee gone cold Same card game with the same old friend I folded every hand Twelve hours Not a thing to do I’m countin’ down the seconds Boots half-untied, I’m through
Chorus 1
Then the tones drop With one minute left on the clock Got those late call blues Yeah That right-on-time-to-be-late blues I was halfway out the bay Now I’m ridin’ lights instead of drivin’ home today Singin’ late call blues (oh come on, man) These late call blues
Verse 2
Lunch box in my hand Keys already in my coat Partner’s talkin’ ’bout his sofa I can almost taste my roast Dispatch says “Unit 2?” I swear I felt my soul just fall I said “We were ghosts all day Why you raise the dead for this last call?”
Chorus 2
’Cause the tones drop With one minute left on the clock Got those late call blues That “text my spouse I’m stuck here” blues I was dreamin’ ’bout my chair Now I’m takin’ pressures in the upstairs air Hummin’ late call blues (yeah, I ain’t leavin’ soon) These late call blues