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On Monday
03:56
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ON MONDAY
On Monday
the bougies give the city back
the bartenders all take the day off and relax
and Oh, how they laugh
At the daywalkers
fielding new job offers
living out the awfulness
of the creative class
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
but the city is a covenant
this much, at least, the gangsters understood
when they were runnin’ it
now we try not to regret our days
close our eyes, and drink our drinks and wait
On Monday
gonna ride all over town
the wind in my hair turning my black eyes brown
I’ve still got what it takes
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
They’re tearing the old church down
When I was young I wanted to watch it burn
but you see it’s different now
Now I’m trying not to be some kind of way
But in the midst of all this sameness, you know
I just don’t feel the same
On Monday
gonna ride off to another town
in hope of wonder, in hope of joy
to be found
Tell them I’m on my way.
Tell them I’m on my way.
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2. |
Baptised In Vibe
02:57
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3. |
Polaroids On The Floor
03:55
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POLAROIDS ON THE FLOOR
Hey Greasy Rider
you’re making the grade
you really got yourself some respect
you got yourself laid
Oh but the years go by
and you don’t feel the same
then God appeared to you
in a dream
last night
and this is what he said:
Well, yes, things have gone badly
surely
in this season of living poorly
as I move about the chorus
where the notes are high
there’s garbage in my dreams
encore, un Coeur
If livin’s for life,
What is this life for?
It’s for polaroids
polaroids on the floor
Whoa no I’ve got to my bit God
I’ve gotta make my amends
He said oh no you don’t, my son:
Go be with your friends
But that’s the problem you see,
they’re the ones who sent me to you
He just laughed, and coughed and said, Piss off —
I just told you the truth
Well, yes, things have gone badly
surely
in this season of living poorly
as I move about the chorus
where the notes are high
there’s garbage in my dreams
encore, un Coeur
If livin’s for life,
What is this life for?
It’s for polaroids
polaroids on the floor
things have gone badly
surely
I never found no one to adore me
so I just stayed inside on the couch
and I got high
I dreamt my garbage dreams
‘til my hands were sore
I never got off
I got something more
I got these polaroids
polaroids on the floor
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4. |
Black Ice
02:58
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BLACK ICE
Dark little roads
Leading down
To empty homes
Warmed by nothing but the glow
Of old television shows
I waited outside your house
I never saw you come in or go out
Darling, you must know
These roads
Can’t be travelled alone.
So beware of the black ice, darling
It could burn your heart
Beware of the black ice, darling
Tonight it’s got me falling apart
I treated you like kin
A kind soul
to a vagabond I’d taken in
charity never forgets
what tragedy gives
But beware of the black ice, darling
It’s in your eyes and your skin
Beware of the black ice, darling
I knew I’d never see you again
Last night I had a dream
Well, I had to testify
At the trial
Of your life
Someone said you must like him
You’re his wife
What was he like?
I paused and I prayed
I begged forgiveness and yeah
Forgiveness was made
I only see him certain times of the night
I loved him, and his touch was like
His touch was black ice
I told them you were black ice, baby
Yeah fuckin’ A right
But they misunderstood me, baby
‘ cos black ice is what I like
I told them you were black ice, baby
It’s absolutely true
You were my black ice, baby
I hope I was black ice to you.
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5. |
It Ain't Important Now
03:46
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IT AIN’T IMPORTANT NOW
Hey rock 'n' roll DJ in the middle of the day
I rolled a spliff during my coffee break and then I got paid
Now I'm cleaning out my desk
By mid-afternoon I'll be painting the town
What was important to me then?
It ain't important now
Well I'm used to it now but it wasn't always this way
I had a wife, I had a home, I was oh-so-steady
But you get older, you know and some things, they tend to break down
What was important to me then?
It ain't important now
It ain't important now
It ain't important now
Man I got other things to worry about
It ain't important now
Tick-tock can't you drown out that beautiful girl
I have vacated the graces of the good people of the world
And I'm afraid if I stop now
They'd find it was just the chemicals keepin' me alive
Oh don't you talk to me about addicted
Everybody's just addicted to getting by
It ain't important now
It ain't important now
Man I got other things to worry about
It ain't important now
Hey rock 'n' roll DJ it's still me here on the line
Don't let nothing get in the way of a pretty good time
I had a mantra once, you see
But now I push this gospel plow
What was important to me then?
It ain't important now.
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6. |
Digital Light
03:59
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DIGITAL LIGHT
I’ve been waiting
for so long
I lost track of the time
and I found myself
in an empty room
with closed blinds
Doomed to repeat
everything that’s not sweet
Go out and tell me what you find
I can suppose you love me still
but I don’t trust these times
In the digital light
I gave up the physical fight
When my luck ran out
My little light turned blue
In the digital light
Nobody knows what they’re like
So imagine the luck
Of me knowing you
When I was a boy
I slept by the radio
lullabies from the north
how they slayed me-oh
Oh, oh, oh
In the digital light
I gave up the physical fight
In the digital light
In the digital light
In the digital light
In the digital light
In the digital light
In the digital light
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7. |
Son Of A Loser
03:51
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SON OF A LOSER
There’s parties in the penthouses tonight
and diamonds on the street
there’s folks who throw away half of
everything they eat
and when I get to feelin’ down
like I can’t compete
I think about my old man
and what he said to me:
You’re the son of a loser
no place to go but up
nothing to prove, son
so go on
and get that loving cup
Now the game is fixed
but don’t you twist
‘cos it’s a gift to be alive
don’t you ever think
your shit don’t stink
don’t commit a sin of pride
but you can be proud of one thing
don’t ever apologize
I’m your pa and I’ll tell you straight:
This ain’t no Cats In The Cradle jive
You’re the son of a loser
no place to go but up
nothing to prove, son
so go on
and get that loving cup
Now I’ve stood on so many stages
and pulled off every type of dress
I’ve pissed ‘em all off
and showed ‘em my scoff
there’s no one left to impress
but late at night in my hotel room
as I lay me down to rest
I think about that old no-count,
and how he said it best:
You’re the son of a loser
no place to go but up
nothing to prove, son
so go on
and get that loving cup
Go on
Go on
Go on
and get that loving cup
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AT THE MOUTH OF PASSYUNK AVENUE
Now at the mouth of Passyunk Avenue
where the city takes its breath
I’ll follow you and announce it to the world
When all the broken hearted people
jump into their neon to collect their death
I’ll come and pick you up
we’ll go get high in the park
I can’t help but telling you
every thought I have
like I’ll make a really good dad
yes and you’ll take me back
In the dirty river
with all my dirty phobias
checking the mail every five for my check
oh relief would be sweet
just a clasp of my arm
a kiss on my neck
Me and you meeting you
oh it’s such a big mistake
oh but I really feel great
ten feet tall
and feeling my age
Now at the mouth of Passyunk Avenue
where the city takes its breath
I’ll follow you and announce it
I’ll follow you and announce it
to
the
world.
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9. |
PG Tips
03:27
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PG TIPS
Yeah I get by on PG Tips
Warm whispers burnin’ down the lane
You can’t say I Love You with a lisp
You can’t foul your way out of the game
I know you cheat and lie
I know you put the horns on me
There’s other guys
Do you think it never dawned on me?
It’s not the first time
in the course of a lifetime
aw but honey what you don’t get
is that no one’s replaced me yet
Yeah I get by on PG Tips
Warm whispers burnin’ down the lane
You can’t say I Love You with a lisp
You can’t foul your way out of the game
We’ll argue in parked cars
we’ll argue in malls
boys say he lost his nerve
girls say she really gave it her all
What a farce is time
among us valentines
but they don’t know what we’re about
they would have taken the easy way out
Yeah I get by on PG Tips
Warm whispers burnin’ down the lane
You can’t say I Love You with a lisp
You can’t foul your way out of the game
Aw yeah but they don’t know what we’re about
they would have taken the easy way out
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10. |
And Soon
04:59
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AND SOON
I know you’re grieving and you can’t relax
we’ve all been blue
now there’s some people that can’t respect facts
but that’s not you
The facts are
we all belly up to the same bar
right now I know you can’t relate
aw but fate will supply the change
yeah yeah yeah
There’s some trees that ain’t blooming yet
oh but they will
and soon
You forgive still you can’t forget
oh but you will
And soon
and soon
and soon and soon and soon
I know that face
yeah that’s a friend of mine
Somebody’s thinking of you all the time
all the time
You’ll see them all again soon
and soon and soon and soon
I can hear you breathing in between the tracks
in the other room
crestfallen ghosts escaping from the wax
man, they’re in these grooves
Let the weird wind blow
Oh who knows where the time goes?
right now I know you can’t relate
aw but fate
but fate
but fate
yeah yeah yeah
There’s some trees that ain’t blooming yet
oh but they will
and soon
You forgive still you can’t forget
oh but you will
And soon
and soon
and soon and soon and soon
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Joey Sweeney Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Joey Sweeney has recorded and performed as a solo artist, with The Barnabys and The Trouble With Sweeney, receiving widespread critical acclaim; of his last record with The Trouble With Sweeney, Pitchfork said “[Sweeney] mixes autobiography and fiction against the group’s 70s-inflected indie pop, resourceful— and unabashed— enough to digress into an E Street interlude or an AM-rock guitar coda.” ... more
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