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lyrics
he says "you must be joking"
you say you are sincere
he shrinks back into his lawn chair and cracks open a beer
a kiddie pool and a Weber grill, wet laundry on the fence
he stares up into the sky in total silence
"it's your son or your daughter, you know"
as around him a darkness grows
and you sit there and wiggle your toes
and watch your small patch of grass grow
'cause with or without him you'll survive
the thought makes you feel so alive
like the first time you shot daddy's gun
you feel like some kind of chosen one
and there's a thousand rays of sunlight in your belly
you see the road
straight and wide
some gasoline
and an evening drive
with nothing to lose
and a life to gain
hitch up that pony
you're not afraid
you're not afraid
you're not afraid
he sleeps out on the lawn
you pack up all your things
you talk into the mirror as you take off your ring
a flannel shirt and dozen tees, a raincoat and some jeans
you pull your boots out from under the bed and you wipe 'em clean
Intelligent lyrics, wicked efficient guitar work from Brian Pennington, and yet another percussive masterpiece from Jim Duffy. This is a post-rock gem from a trio of friends, relatives, bandmates. Soft Jolts
Kris Poulin and Matt Seifert whipping guitar lines and lyrics at each other over more brilliant drum work from Jim Duffy. Fans of Shellac, buckle up. Post-hardcore at its best. Soft Jolts