Registered: Mar 2003
Location: On a spit of sand we call Earth
I was listening to Jaytech - Highway Rockers 320 kbps until some JW pushers started knocking on my door. Waiting for them to leave. Mattsanity must have sent them here, curses
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May-19-2012 19:08
Halcyon+On+On
Liebchen
Registered: Sep 2004
Location: midcoast
Shit's on like Diddy Kong.
May-19-2012 19:20
Lagrangian
Suspended User
Registered: Feb 2012
Location: Mountain View, Santa Clara, California
Registered: Feb 2012
Location: Mountain View, Santa Clara, California
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod,
out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, Mystic seaport is that way.
Don't you know that your life would be lost
out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod,
out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, the bottleneck is a shit show
Hyannisport is a ghetto
out of Cape Cod tonight
Lobster's claw is sharp as knives
Evil feasts on human lives
The Holy Roman Empire roots for you
Walcott, all the way to New Jersey
All the way to the Garden State,
out of Cape Cod tonight
Walcott, fuck the women from Wellfleet
Fuck the bands from Provincetown
Heed my words and take flight
If I die a lonely death, I’m sure its from the cigarettes
I smoked each after you left me, standing all alone
Alone in my Park Avenue apartment that smelled fresh and new
The extra set of keys from you are going to the maid.
The maid has been my only friend,
She’s always there to apprehend,
The dust and grim that settles in around the crystal vase.
The crystal vase, a wedding gift, that through the years has made the shift,
What once held flowers now holds ash, from my two packs a day.
Ooo baby she walks with a thorn in her side
Them big sunglasses on her eyes
All the uptown girls say “hi, old woman”
“I can’t take another day of this”, she says
“All I wanted was a drink and a kiss,
But I guess I’ll just have to call on my bank ‘cause its Swiss.”
She never knew no better than to follow her nose
So I ask for your forgiveness ‘cause I’m part of the show
Now she’s gone and all she’s left with is a house full of clothes
Sometimes Madam it’s ok to cry.
If I die a lonely death, I’m sure its from the cigarettes
I smoked each after you left me, standing all alone
Alone in my Park Avenue apartment that smelled fresh and new
The extra set of keys from you are going to the maid.
Well she’s probably just a chip off the block
You know like coffee from a coffee pot
Well at least she can get away for a while and
Get some sun on that yacht.
If I die a lonely death, I’m sure its from the cigarettes
I smoked each after you left me, standing all alone
Alone in my Park Avenue apartment that smelled fresh and new
The extra set of keys from you are going to the maid.
The maid has been my only friend,
She’s always there to apprehend,
The dust and grim that settles in around the crystal vase.
The crystal vase, a wedding gift, that through the years has made the shift,
What once held flowers now holds ash, from my two packs a day.
credits
from EP (w/ bonus track), released 16 November 2010
Music & lyrics by Eric James