Chicago Seemed Tired Last Night

歌曲 Chicago Seemed Tired Last Night
歌手 The Hold Steady
专辑 Separation Sunday

歌词

Nelson Algren came to
Paddy at some party at the dead end alley
Yeah, he told him what to celebrate
And I met
William Butler
Yeats, Sunday night dance party, summer 1988
At first I thought it might be
William Blake
We mix our own mythologies, we push them out through
PA systems
We dictate our doxologies and try to get sleeping kids to sit up and listen
And I'm not saying we could save you, but we could put you in a place where you could save yourself
If you don't get born again at least you'll get high as hell
Yeah, and sweet
St. Paul, that must be the hardest luck saint of them all
We met him at some suburban
St. Paul mall
But when St.
Theresa came to
Holly, I wasn't even at that party
I'd already moved out to
New York City
When Judas went up and kissed him
I almost got sick
I guess I knew what was coming
I guess I knew it was coming
We gather our gospels from gossip and bar talk then we declare them the truth
We salvage our sermons from message boards and scene reports and we sic them on the youth
We try out new testaments on the guys sitting next to us in the bars with the bars on the windows, alright
Even if you don't get converted tonight, you gotta admit the band's pretty tight
They did "She's Got Legs" into "Ain't Too Proud To Beg"
Into something by the
Dixie Dregs
And they faked their way through "Fairytale of New York"
When the band finished playing we howled out for more
Hey Nelson
Algren, Chicago seemed tired last night
They had cigarettes where there were supposed to be eyes
Hey William
Butler Yeats, all the
Irish seemed wired last night
They tried to separate our girls from our guys
They had cigarettes where there were supposed to be eyes