“Boise” And What This Is All About
All the preceding posts were lyrics to most of the songs from the album Worst Band Name Ever by the band UP UP DOWN DOWN LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT B A START. It is one of the quickest albums I have ever listened to that actually stuck with me. I love everything about it, from the simple music to the hushed vocals to, most especially, the lyrics. The lyrics are not available online anywhere, so I quickly typed them up as I listened to it. My favorite song is “Boise,” preserved on the Internet below, because it is a highly cynical song about being a touring indie rock band.
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When we got into your town,
Everything was closed, like everywhere else on a Sunday.
Wish I were on the east coast,
We’re not mad we drove all the way from home
To gladly play a show
For two people.
WHEN WE COULD BE HOME MAKING MONEY.
WHEN WE COULD BE HOME MAKING MONEY.
WHEN WE COULD BE HOME MAKING MONEY.
If we start heading home, everyone will know.
We could not make it out to the West Coast.
So we’ll drive through the night to the Rolling Stones.
We’re not mad we drove through 6 hours of snow
To gladly play a show
For two people.
WHEN WE COULD BE HOME MAKING MONEY.
WHEN WE COULD BE HOME MAKING MONEY.
WHEN WE COULD BE HOME MAKING MONEY.
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