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Death Cab For Cutie - No Joy In Mudville Lyrics

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  • last night i dreamt that i was you.
  • i was dressed all in black with dark glasses
  • and attitude. such a pose i could simply not
  • hold through days in a northern town that
  • i had once called a home. your studies for
  • fringe new york streets: i was reading the
  • pavement in every work you would speak.
  • to a "brownstone up three flights of stairs"
  • and it's on...
  • buying drinks for the poets upstate, this
  • southern corrupting towed you down the
  • interstate, and they all said that you
  • were the king of gloomy disruption that
  • surfaced when you would speak. this
  • town simply cannot compete so i'm
  • packing my Bullets and Silverstones and
  • heading east to a "brownstone up three
  • flights of stairs" and it's on...
  • if i could have (had) my way this year
  • would bridge '66 (again?)
  • trust fund hipsters were casing the room
  • chock full of amphetamines. the
  • overturned kick drum book set the pace
  • with incomparable cool.
  • and if the tempo was lousy it was lost
  • on all but you...

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