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Song For the Road
01:52
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This is the song for every street where my heart was broken
For Metrocards and Charlie cards and SEPTA tokens
The memories of every street where I fell in love
In dive bars and park shows and shitty punk rock clubs
If home is where the heart is, then mine’s on the double yellow line
So pack your bags and come with me so we can waste our time
This one’s for every body’s validity no matter what they say
It’s for saying fuck it and fuck those games they’re forcing you to play
Being who we want and how we want to be
And the freedom inherent in being you and me
If home is where the heart is, then mine’s on the double yellow line
So pack your bags and come with me so we can waste our time
If home is where the heart is then I have one in every state
And you can’t stop me from falling in love when I’m in a new place
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I’m tired of the people who never understand
So my friend and I decided we would start a band
We go to work and serve some food we can’t afford
and write a bunch of songs about it with the same four chords
When there’s nothing left to eat
I know where I’m going
that prick who didn’t tip me
will reap what he’s sowing
I’ll kick his door right down
and storm into his room
raid his kitchen cabinets
and walk away with all his food
Sick of serving up my body alongside all yr food
Being pushed and groped and having to keep a cheery mood
Begging for tips and smiling at dicks ain’t the life to lead
squandering our lives for the sake of the bosses greed
When there’s nothing left to eat
I know where I’m going
that prick who didn’t tip me
will reap what he’s sowing
I’ll kick his door right down
and storm into his room
raid his kitchen cabinets
and walk away with all his food
burn the pizzerias like we’re burning the NYPD
take this job and shove it, make your own delivery
sick of washing dishes when i can’t afford to live
being pushed out the city, something’s gotta give
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How To Stop Running
01:21
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Trying to catch up to a world
That’s moving too fast to focus on
what’s it like to be a human
let me know, i’m far too gone
and i’m too far to see what you’re seeing
Keeping everyone an arm’s length away
Because it’s not like they care-what i’m screaming about
don’t look at me cry but-keep looking my way
look to my good days/
but never my doubts
teaching myself how to stop running
they say it gets better but that day’s not coming
until i feel okay when i walk out the door
maybe that’s the day i’ll stop waiting for more
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