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They're scuffed, punished like an old LP. | They're scuffed, punished like an old LP. | ||
They | They scream, "You gotta feel sorry for me." | ||
We are taking the subway back into the city, | We are taking the subway back into the city, | ||
Ducking into the stinking, metal tube, | Ducking into the stinking, metal tube, | ||
Reeking of Jiffy Lube and all the fragrant decay. In the area. | Reeking of Jiffy Lube and all the fragrant decay. In the area. | ||
It seems like the boss has gotten | It seems like the boss has gotten hairier | ||
And if someone doesn't marry her then I will. | And if someone doesn't marry her then I will. | ||
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Mr. Generosity is here for awhile. | Mr. Generosity is here for awhile. | ||
He thinks of himself as the soul of | He thinks of himself as the soul of precocity. | ||
He does. He's unbelievable. | He does. He's unbelievable. | ||
Where were we? | Where were we? | ||
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His hair smells like buckwheat | His hair smells like buckwheat | ||
And bacon. | And bacon. | ||
}}Lyrics: Amy Gerstler and Benjamin Weissman | }} | ||
Lyrics: Amy Gerstler and Benjamin Weissman | |||
Music: [[Stephen Prina]] | Music: [[Stephen Prina]] | ||
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== Chronology == | == Chronology == | ||
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* ''[[Concerto for Modern, Movie, and Pop Music for Ten Instruments and Voice]]'' | |||
== Interpretations == | == Interpretations == | ||
Latest revision as of 13:41, 31 October 2023
Lyrics
My stepmother takes dad's jeans to "The Denim Doctor." She's drove 15 miles an hour. I clocked her. She's nervous and thinks traffic signs are bizarre. She never lets me borrow her car. Her name is Eunice. Her car's remarkable for its newness. My DMV record is shitty. But I have a license and my shoes are pretty. They're scuffed, punished like an old LP.
They scream, "You gotta feel sorry for me."
We are taking the subway back into the city, Ducking into the stinking, metal tube, Reeking of Jiffy Lube and all the fragrant decay. In the area. It seems like the boss has gotten hairier And if someone doesn't marry her then I will.
So maybe we should both kiss the terrier.
Who's been washed exactly never. Who bears the meaty name of Trevor. A boy of tartare texture And scent.
There are huge, wooden cookies on the highway. If they fell on you, you'd be dead. I was listening to Frank Sinatra's "My Way" And icing the bump on her head.
Things happen fast. I began to remember my past. It wasn't pretty. Antelope Highway was rocked by a blast.
The dog's asleep in the back seat His hair smells like buckwheat And bacon.
So maybe we should both kiss the terrier.
Who's been washed exactly never. Who bears the meaty name of Trevor. A boy of tartare texture And scent.
Mr. Generosity is here for awhile. He thinks of himself as the soul of precocity. He does. He's unbelievable. Where were we? Things happened fast. I began to remember my past. It wasn't pretty. Antelope Highway was rocked by a blast.
The dog's asleep in the back seat. His hair smells like buckwheat And bacon.
Lyrics: Amy Gerstler and Benjamin Weissman
Music: Stephen Prina
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