The Speakeasy Sessions

We'll have some cats and broads holed up in the basement from time to time. On the run from the feds for selling bootleg liquor, and just passing through. Turns out, they can bust out some good tunes and, I guess they can play for us down in the basement if you bring your own booze. All you gotta do is pay a few dollars, and it'll see them on their way to the next state. They sing, everyone gets supper! Let's all get canned, to hell with the 18th amendment.