Nestled down in Koreatown Is a quirky little place Full of motorcycles and pick-up trucks and (mostly) those not of the Asian race Many years ago, back in the day I used to tend that bar where Full Moon fights over bragging rights Never strayed too far Bands in the front Darts in the back And the bathrooms in between through the smoky haze I recall those days and the things those walls have seen Navy Seal Pete was found dead in the john His ticker couldn't take anymore And Angry George broke some guy's arm After he called his wife a whore The Chief was there at 10 a.m. Each and every morning He'd sit real still for a few hours Then have outbursts with no warning Tom Weston owned it originally And they say that it his him When all of a sudden the juke box dies And the lights go very dim The joke was when you got out of jail Or the room with rubber walls Your first stop was the Sunset Grille and you partied til last call