Jukebox And A Bar - Eric Church

They can make cars drive themselves

And prove time-travel ain’t crazy as hell

They’ve even got a pill to make a soft package hard

But as far as we’ve came

When it comes to love and to blame

And the breaking of a loved heart

I think we’re sorely lacking methods

So I’m going with old time-tested

A jukebox and a bar

One pushes me up the mountain

And one rolls me down the hill

While I sit in a phosphorescent dark

So you can keep your fancy potions

And your incandescent notions

As for me and my barely-beating heart

There’s no better prescription

For my broken disposition

Than a jukebox and a bar

We got pinpoint GPS

All you need is an address

But her love is the one thing I can’t find

Meanwhile no one has a clue

How to make her memory turn loose

So much for academic minds

One pushes me up the mountain

And one rolls me down the hill

While I sit here in a phosphorescent dark

So you can keep your fancy potions

And your incandescent notions

As for me and my barely-beating heart

There’s no better prescription

For the human condition

Than a jukebox and a bar

May look like music, booze, and beer

There’s a whole more goin' on in here

Than a jukebox and a bar