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The earthquake hit at6 19 with a jolt

People went running for the doorways

And for the next half minute it shook

Up on the 17th floor the sommelier wasopening the

Wine

He knew the great hotel was solidly built

Still it must have been a miracle thatnothing got spilt

Terry O’Shea got up from the Chippendale chair

Talking on the telephone

Looking perplexed waving a hand in the air

In the great room all alone

Fifty years old today, a microdot billionaire

Putting on a party like a Hollywood guy

With all the food and wine that his money could buy

The band came in arguing as usual

About nothing in particular

It always seemed to be this way

Tuning up andputting out setlists

Of all the stupid songs that musicians hate to play

Still it could be better than usual

The food looked great and it was money not glory

So when the ]clock struck eight

They began the theme] from Love Story

Time went by with no one arriving at at all

It was just Terry and the pictures

Of dead people frowning from the wall

They didn’t look very pleased

It was completely clear nobody was coming

They were all staying home with their earthquake kits

Waiting for thge aftershocks to hit

Thirty decanters of wine sat ready to pout

1961 Margaux and Petrus and Chateau Latour

Swaying in unison

Lobstrer and caviar shrimp and salmon

They were all laid out with artistic flair

The waiters were already eyeing their share

Teryy got up and he said Enough

And told the band to stop playing that dreadful stuff

He made them all come over to the table

And gave them wine that they had never dreamt of

So they worked their way through the burgundy and port

And started to relax

They discovered thay had more in common than they thought

And so they went back

Over to the stand and started playing again

But this time differently

It got loud and louder and fairly insane

People heard it down in the street

It felt so good, they were smiling at each other

The waiters all ran out covering their ears

There was plaster from the ceiling on the crystal chandeliers

Terry was dancing like a madman andwaving his hands

At anything and everything

Kicking up the dust from the carpet and doing handstands

Cackling and yodeling

This was a birthday bash he hadn’t anticipated

Spinning like a top in the middle of the room

While the hotel shook to a sonic boom

After a while he passed out cold on the floor

And dreamed revealing things

Then he didn’t have computers anymore

Or fawning underlings

He was running through the trees on a tropical isle

No more feeling tense

In a flower pattern shirt of quetionable style

It all made sense

The band went back to their homes in the Hollywood hills

Better than they’d ever felt

Waking up their sleep-addled wives with rambling tales

It didn’t go down very well

But as a legacy they called a band meeting

And decided they were going to give up playing covers

From that day on they got along with one anothoer

Terry woke up and strange as the story may seem

Though he felt terrible

He found withthe dawn he could still remember his dream

So ge just fell away

Nobody’s seen him since

But I like to think of him

Sitting on a beach like Gaugin wearing a smile

Waiting for the brown-eyed girl, she’ll be there in a while

Maybe thinking back now and then to a long ago time

The night that the band got the wine

The night that the band got the wine

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