Downeast Trap
Downeast Royalty
Same six stools. Scratch-offs on the bar. Allen's in the glass. This is the song for every Maine dive bar that has outlasted everything except the locals.
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[Verse 1] Rust belt running through the coast of Maine Same six stools since 1982 remain Allen’s coffee brandy in a plastic cup Scratch-off habits keeping lottery dreams propped up Flannel and the fog and the faded neon signs Everybody here is living out between the lines Back when Route 1 was the only road to town Before the condos came and tried to knock the culture down
[Chorus] It’s a Downeast trap And everybody’s in it Same bar same tab Same stool since the beginning Allen’s in your blood Scratch-offs on the bar Living on the edge Of a Maine superstar It’s a Downeast trap And it feels just like home Nowhere else on earth You’d ever wanna go
[Verse 2] Nineties Maine was something like a simpler kind of wild Everybody knew your mother, everybody knew you as a child Dollar drafts and darts and somebody’s dog on the floor The band was bad and loud and we always came back for more Now the summer people found it, putting it on maps Calling it “authentic” while they sip their craft-beer taps We just tip our heads and order up another round We were here before the tourists and we’ll be here when they’ve gone
[Chorus] It’s a Downeast trap And everybody’s in it Same bar same tab Same stool since the beginning Allen’s in your blood Scratch-offs on the bar Living on the edge Of a Maine superstar It’s a Downeast trap And it feels just like home Nowhere else on earth You’d ever wanna go
[Bridge] Winter keeps the weak ones out And the strong ones close together Six months of the darkest dark And we all survive the weather Pass the Allen’s, pass the milk The ritual is sacred Downeast trap ain’t going anywhere It’s too deep-rooted and too naked
[Outro] Same six stools Same six souls Same Downeast trap That nobody ever left for good Once you’re in You’re in