this is my favorite group currently.
actually it's mostly one dude, john darnielle, who is probably the best songwriter and lyricist of this generation.
here are three songs with lyrics for you to appreciate.
see america right
http://www.sendspace.com/file/3ac5yp
I was driving up from Tampa
When the radiator burst
I was three sheets to the wind
A civilian saw me first
And then there was the cop
And then the children standing on the corner
Your love is like a cyclone in a swamp
And the weather's getting warmer
I was getting out of jail
Heading to the Greyhound
You said you'd hop on one yourself
And meet me on the way down
I was shaking way too hard to think
Dead on my feet about to drop
Went and got the case of vodka from a car
And walked the two miles to the bus stop
Got on the bus half drunk again
The driver glared at me
Met up with you in Inglis
Thumbed a ride to Cedar Key
If we never make it back to California
I want you to know I love you
But my love is like a dark cloud full of rain
That's always right there up above you
Hey!
Lovecraft in Brooklyn
http://www.sendspace.com/file/80682s
Gonna be too hot to breath today
But everybody is out here on the streets
Somebody has opened up the fire hydrant
Cold water rushing out in sheets
Some kid in a Marcus Allen jersey
Asks me for a cigarette
Companionship is where you find it
So I take what I can get
Lovecraft on the Car Length fun house mirrors
Lovecraft in Brooklyn
Well the sun goes down
The armies of the voiceless
Several Hundred-thousand strong
Come without their bandages
Their voices raised in songs
When the street lights sputter out
They make this awful sizzling sound
I cast my gaze towards the pavement
Too many blood stains on the ground
Rhode Island drops into the Ocean
No place to call home anymore
Lovecraft in Brooklyn
Head outside most everyday to try to keep the wolves away
In every set of self if copenation come
woke up afraid of my own shadow
Like, Genuinely afraid
headed for the pawnshop
To buy myself a switchblade
Someday somethings coming
From way out beyond the stars
To kill us while we stand here
It will store our brains in mason jar
And then the girl behind the counter asks "How do you feel today?" and I say "I feel like Lovecraft in Brooklyn!"
Yeah!
No Children
http://www.sendspace.com/file/7y5mq5
I hope that our few remaining friends
give up on trying to save us.
I hope we come up with a fail-safe plot
to piss off the dumb few that forgave us.
I hope the fences we mended fall down beneath their own weight.
And I hope we hang on past the last exit;
I hope its already too late.
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
someday burns down;
and I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away,
and i never come back to this town again.
in my life,
i hope i lie,
and tell everyone you were a good wife.
and i hope you die!
i hope we both die!
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow;
I hope it bleeds all day long.
Our friends say its darkest before the sun rises,
we're pretty sure they're all wrong.
I hope it stays dark forever.
I hope the worst isn't over.
I hope you blink before I do.
I hope I never get sober.
And I hope when you think of me years down the line,
you can't find one good thing to say.
And i'd hope that if I'd found the strength to walk out,
you'd stay the hell out of my way.
i am drowning.
there is no sign of land.
you are coming down with me,
hand in unloveable hand.
and i hope you die!
i hope we both die!
actually it's mostly one dude, john darnielle, who is probably the best songwriter and lyricist of this generation.
here are three songs with lyrics for you to appreciate.
see america right
http://www.sendspace.com/file/3ac5yp
I was driving up from Tampa
When the radiator burst
I was three sheets to the wind
A civilian saw me first
And then there was the cop
And then the children standing on the corner
Your love is like a cyclone in a swamp
And the weather's getting warmer
I was getting out of jail
Heading to the Greyhound
You said you'd hop on one yourself
And meet me on the way down
I was shaking way too hard to think
Dead on my feet about to drop
Went and got the case of vodka from a car
And walked the two miles to the bus stop
Got on the bus half drunk again
The driver glared at me
Met up with you in Inglis
Thumbed a ride to Cedar Key
If we never make it back to California
I want you to know I love you
But my love is like a dark cloud full of rain
That's always right there up above you
Hey!
Lovecraft in Brooklyn
http://www.sendspace.com/file/80682s
Gonna be too hot to breath today
But everybody is out here on the streets
Somebody has opened up the fire hydrant
Cold water rushing out in sheets
Some kid in a Marcus Allen jersey
Asks me for a cigarette
Companionship is where you find it
So I take what I can get
Lovecraft on the Car Length fun house mirrors
Lovecraft in Brooklyn
Well the sun goes down
The armies of the voiceless
Several Hundred-thousand strong
Come without their bandages
Their voices raised in songs
When the street lights sputter out
They make this awful sizzling sound
I cast my gaze towards the pavement
Too many blood stains on the ground
Rhode Island drops into the Ocean
No place to call home anymore
Lovecraft in Brooklyn
Head outside most everyday to try to keep the wolves away
In every set of self if copenation come
woke up afraid of my own shadow
Like, Genuinely afraid
headed for the pawnshop
To buy myself a switchblade
Someday somethings coming
From way out beyond the stars
To kill us while we stand here
It will store our brains in mason jar
And then the girl behind the counter asks "How do you feel today?" and I say "I feel like Lovecraft in Brooklyn!"
Yeah!
No Children
http://www.sendspace.com/file/7y5mq5
I hope that our few remaining friends
give up on trying to save us.
I hope we come up with a fail-safe plot
to piss off the dumb few that forgave us.
I hope the fences we mended fall down beneath their own weight.
And I hope we hang on past the last exit;
I hope its already too late.
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
someday burns down;
and I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away,
and i never come back to this town again.
in my life,
i hope i lie,
and tell everyone you were a good wife.
and i hope you die!
i hope we both die!
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow;
I hope it bleeds all day long.
Our friends say its darkest before the sun rises,
we're pretty sure they're all wrong.
I hope it stays dark forever.
I hope the worst isn't over.
I hope you blink before I do.
I hope I never get sober.
And I hope when you think of me years down the line,
you can't find one good thing to say.
And i'd hope that if I'd found the strength to walk out,
you'd stay the hell out of my way.
i am drowning.
there is no sign of land.
you are coming down with me,
hand in unloveable hand.
and i hope you die!
i hope we both die!
