A song about Westfield Ma
Recorded in the new "Rubber Room with a view" where digital and analog, drum machine and banged-on things, vodka and whiskey, fought a half-assed war of frail alliances and technical difficulties. Summer 2000.
|
A song about Westfield Ma in the 80's.
|
Nobody said no,
so we walked right in.
Some of us staggered,
but most of us grinned.
We had shit in our hair,
Schlitz in our guts,
and spittle on our chins.
We were the slick suburban sons,
just something our folks had done.
All of my friends were built for speed,
and the bar was just a setting for our wetter dreams.
We got high before school,
and at lunch, and at home.
We got high all day, every day.
We drank our fathers' booze,
we played our mothers' games.
We were never less confused,
but we were always in our way.
All of my friends were the latest scene,
and the bars were overrun with fake I.D.s.
Tony stayed drunk,
he carves his name in bars with his teeth.
Nicky found god then Nicky found crack
in the same sick fucking week.
Did you hear how Duncan went queer?
And every night is class reunion hell
At 252 Elm.
x |
|
 |
|