Vampire Weekend is an American indie rock band from New York City, that formed in 2006 and signed to XL Recordings. The band has four members: Ezra Koenig, Rostam Batmanglij, Chris Tomson, and Chris Baio. The band released its first album Vampire Weekend in 2008, which produced the singles "Mansard Roof", "A-Punk", "Oxford Comma" and "Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa". The band's most recent album, Contra, was released in 2010.
Members of the band met while in Columbia University, beginning with a "serious" rap collaboration between Koenig and Tomson. They bonded over a shared love of punk and African music, and in fact Koenig had gone on tour with The Dirty Projectors during a period of experimentation with African music, inspiring the band to incorporate world sounds into their earliest work. They chose the name Vampire Weekend from the title of a short film project by Koenig. Koenig believes that the vampire imagery of their band name helped spread their work across the internet, attracting people who might otherwise never have listened to their music. The band began playing shows around Columbia, starting with a battle of the bands at Lerner Hall. After graduating from college, the band self-produced their debut album while simultaneously working full time jobs, Tomson as a music archivist and Koenig as a middle school English teacher.
It’s not right but it’s now or never
And if I wait could I ever forgive myself?
On a night when the moon glows yellow in the riptide
With the light from the TVs buzzing in the house
Cuz I’m gonna cut it where I can
And then I’m gonna duck out behind them
If I ever had a chance it’s now then
But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you
To offer it to you would be cruel
When all I want to do is use, use you
He was a diplomat’s son
It was ‘81
Dressed in white with my car keys hidden in the kitchen
I could sleep wherever I lay my head
And the sight of your two shoes sitting in the bathtub
Let me know that I shouldn’t give up just yet
Cuz I’m gonna take it from Simon
And then I’m gonna duck out behind them
If I ever had a chance it’s now then
But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you
To offer it to you would be cruel
When all I want to do is use, use you
He was a diplomat’s son
It was ‘81
I know, you’ll say
I’m not doing it right
But this is how I want it
I can’t go back
To how I felt before—
That night I smoked a joint
With my best friend
We found ourselves in bed
When I woke up he was gone
He was the diplomat’s son
It was ‘81
Looking out at the ice-cold water all around me
I can’t feel any traces of that other place
In the dark when the wind comes racing off the river
You found a sweater on the ocean floor
They're gonna find it if you didn't close the door
You and this model sit outside of the side
In a house on a street they wouldn't park on at night
Dad was a risk taker, his was a shoe maker
You greatest hits 2006, little list maker
Caught in the melody, you wait in the car
You were born with ten fingers and you're gonna use them all
Interest in colors, I discover myself
If your highlife is gritty, you'll be toasting my health
If an interest in coats, you should be lining the walls
When your birth right is interest, you could just accrue it all
Me and my cousins, and you and your cousins
It's a line that is always running
Me and my cousins, and you and your cousins
I can feel it coming
You can turn your back on the Biddlewood
You can turn your back on the Biddlewood
You can turn your back on the Biddlewood
You can turn your back on the Biddlewood
Me and my cousins, and you and your cousins
It's a line that's always running
Me and my cousins, and you and your cousins
I can feel it coming
Me and my cousins, and you and your cousins
It's a line that's always running
Me and my cousins, and you and your cousins
In December, drinking horchata
I'd look psychotic in a balaclava
Winter's cold is too much to handle
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals
In December, drinking horchata
Look down your glasses at that aranciata
With lips and teeth to ask how my day went
Boots and fists to pound on the pavement
Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
You'd remember drinking horchata
You'd still enjoy it with your foot on masada
Winter's cold is too much to handle
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals
Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
Oh you had it but oh no you lost it
Looking back you shouldn't have fought it
In December, drinking horchata
I'd look psychotic in a balaclava
But winter's cold is too much to handle
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals
Years go by and hearts start to harden
Those palms and firs that grew in your garden
Are falling down and nearing the rosebeds
The roots are shooting up through the tool shed
Those lips and teeth that asked how my day went
Are shouting up through cracks in the pavement
Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
Oh you had it but oh no you lost it
You've been checking on my facts
And I admit I have been lax
In double-screening what I say
It wasn't funny anyway
I stand corrected
No one cares when you are wrong
But I've been at this far too long
To act like that when we should be
In perfect harmony
I stand corrected
Lord knows I haven't tried
I'll take my stand
One last time
Forget the protocol
I'll take your hand
Your sword’s grown old and rusty
Burnt beneath the rising sun
It’s locked up like a trophy
Forgetting all the things it’s done
And though it’s been a long time
You’re right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes
That now you’re giving up the gun
When I was 17
I had wrists like steel
And I felt complete
And now my body fades
Behind a brass charade
And I’m obsolete
But if the chance remained
To see those better days
I’d cut the cannons down
My ears are blown to bits
From all the rifle hits
But I still crave that sound
CHORUS
I heard you play guitar
Down at a seedy bar
Where skinheads used to fight
Your Tokugawa smile
And your garbage style
Used to save the night
You felt the coming wave
Told me we’d all be brave
You said you wouldn’t flinch
But in the years that passed
Since I saw you last
You haven’t moved an inch
CHORUS
I see you shine in your way
Go on, go on, go on
Wake.. from your sleep
The drying of your tears
Today we escape, we escape
Pack.. and get dressed
Before your father hears us
Before all hell breaks loose
Breathe, keep breathing
Don't lose your nerve
Breathe, keep breathing
I can't do this alone
Sing.. us a song
A song to keep us warm
There's such a chill, such a chill
You can laugh
A spineless laugh
We hope your rules and wisdom choke you
Now we are one in everlasting peace
We hope that you choke, that you choke
We hope that you choke, that you choke
Every dollar counts and every morning hurts
We mostly work to live until we live to work
She said, "You know, there's nowhere else to go"
But change in rows, it struck me that the two of us could run
Worlds away from cars and all the stars and bars
Where a little bit of competition means so much and a little bit of change is all your little fingers touch
I said, "You know, there's nowhere else to go"
But change in rows, it struck me that the two of us could run
'Cause only with you, it's the only honest way to go
And I could take two but I really couldn't ever know
Honey with you and a little powered radio
We could try
So lead my feet away, 'cause all they do is stay
And I don't think your eyes have ever looked surprised
She said, "You know, there's no where left to go"
But we have fun, it struck me that the two of us could run
'Cause only with you, it's the only honest way to go
And I could take two if I really couldn't ever know
Honey with you and a little powered radio
Ottoman couch, how handsome your furniture
Lovelier now, but dressed for a funeral
Begging you to sit for a portrait on the wall
To hang in the dark of some parliamentary hall
Elegant clothes you want to be seen with her
Under your tweeds you sweat like a teenager
Begging you to sit for a portrait on the wall
To hang in the dark of some parliamentary hall
Today is for you
They laid it out for you
For you
There will be six bells a-ringing and white women singing for you
But this feels so unnatural to Peter Gabriel, too
All of the cops and all of the time it took
Soon it's all lines read in a leather book
Begging you to wait for a minute by the door
Your creeping feet where they've never been before
Today is for you
They laid it out for you
For you
There will be six bells a-ringing and white women singing for you
Last born of the clan
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones
Blood of his men was gone beneath snow
He picked up his knife and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low
Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing next of kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same
Blood of his friends was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
The blood of his friends was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
I had a feeling once
That you and I
Could tell each other everything
For two months
But even without hope
With truth on our side
When you turn away from me
It's not right
I think you're a Contra
I think you're a Contra
I think you're a Contra
I think you're a Contra
My revolution thoughts
Live in lies of desire
I wanna trace them to the source
And the wire
But it's not useful now
Since we both made up our minds
You gotta watch out for yourself
So will I
I think you're Contra
I think that you lie
Don't call me Contra
Till you've tried
You wanted good schools
And friends with pools
You're not a Contra
You wanted Rock' n' Roll,
Complete control
Well, I don't know
Never pick sides
Never choose between two
But I just wanted you
Never pick sides
Never choose between two
But I just wanted you
I think you're Contra
I think that you lie
Don't call me Contra
A gardener told me some plants move, but I could not believe it
Til me and Hannah Hunt saw crawling vines and weeping willows
As we made our way from Providence to Phoenix
A man of faith said hidden eyes could see what I was thinking
I just smiled and told him that was only true of Hannah
And we glided on through Waverly and Lincoln
Our days were long, our nights no longer
Count the seconds, watching the hours
Though we live on the US dollar
You and me, we got our own sense of time
In Santa Barbara, Hannah cried "I miss those freezing beaches"
I walked into town to buy some kindling for the fire
Hannah tore the New York Times up into pieces
If I can't trust you, then damn it, Hannah
There's no future, there's no answer
Though we live on the US dollar
Ion displacement
Won't work in the basement
Especially when i'm not with you
Here in the heartland
A feelin so startlin
I dont know what i should do
Oh Bryn, you see through the dark
Right past the fireflies that sleep in my heart
You know its easy to see
Wait for the season to come back to me
Nights by the ocean
A westerly motion
That moves california to sea
Eyes like a seagull
No kansas palm beetle
Could ever come close to that free
Oh Bryn, you see through the dark
Right past the fireflies that sleep in my heart
You know its easy to see
It's not right but it's now or never
And if I wait could I ever forgive myself?
On a night when the moon glows yellow in the riptide
With the light from the TVs buzzing in the house
Cuz I'm gonna cut it where I can
And then I'm gonna duck out behind them
If I ever had a chance it's now then
But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you
To offer it to you would be cruel
When all I want to do is use, use you
He was a diplomat's son
It was ‘81
Dressed in white with my car keys hidden in the kitchen
I could sleep wherever I lay my head
And the sight of your two shoes sitting in the bathtub
Let me know that I shouldn't give up just yet
Cuz I'm gonna take it from Simon
And then I'm gonna duck out behind them
If I ever had a chance it's now then
But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you
To offer it to you would be cruel
When all I want to do is use, use you
He was a diplomat's son
It was ‘81
I know, you'll say
I'm not doing it right
But this is how I want it
I can't go back
To how I felt before—
That night I smoked a joint
With my best friend
We found ourselves in bed
When I woke up he was gone
He was the diplomat's son
It was ‘81
Looking out at the ice-cold water all around me
I can't feel any traces of that other place
In the dark when the wind comes racing off the river
One look sent knees to the ground
Young bloods can't be settling down
Young hearts need the pressure to pound
So hold me close, my baby
Don't lie
I want him to know
Gods' loves die young
Is he ready to go?
It's the last time running through snow
Where the vaults are full and the fire's bold
I want to know - does it bother you?
The low click of a ticking clock
There's a lifetime right in front of you
And everyone I know
Young turks
Young saturday night
Young hips shouldn't break on this ice
Old flames - they can't warm you tonight
So keep it cool, my baby
Don't lie
I want him to know
Dial up, three rings and return him his gold
It's the last time running through snow
Where the vaults are full and the fire's bold
I want to know - does it bother you?
The low click of a ticking clock
There's a headstone right in front of you
And everyone I know
Don't lie
I want him to know
Gods' loves die young
Is he ready to go?
It's the last time running through snow
Cos if I can't last and the winds are cold
I want to know - does it bother you?
The low click of a ticking clock
There's a lifetime right in front of you
Johanna drove slowly into the city
The Hudson River all filled with snow
She spied the ring on His Honor's finger
Oh-oh-oh
A thousand years in one piece of silver
She took it from his lilywhite hand
Showed no fear - she'd seen the thing
In the Young Men's Wing at Sloan-Kettering
[CHORUS]2x
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say OH
His Honor drove southward seeking exotica
Down to the Pueblo huts of New Mexico
Cut his teeth on turquoise harmonicas
Oh-oh-oh
I saw Johanna down in the subway
She took an apartment in Washington Heights
Half of the ring lies here with me
But the other half's at the bottom of the sea
Bend my finger back (snap)
Wrap it in a paper towel
Break a twig in half and set it straight
Hit me with a wood bat,
Hit me with a canister that's fired while
The soldiers drive away
Bend my finger back (snap)
On and on and on and on for days
Hit me with a wood bat
Hit me like a Yankee, like a son of
Freedom, never had a slave
It's etiquette, you idiot
Spend time behind the line
Show sympathy to LA where the sun don't ever shine
Everybody wants you, but baby you are mine
And baby you're not anybody's fool
Bless me with a heart attack
A real crise cardiaque
And show me where to find the
Surgeon's knife
Eviscerate me now (hack)
Take me to my punishment?
The punishment I needed all my life
Bend my finger back (snap)
On and on and on and on with strife
Listen to my bum rap
Listen to the evidence exonerating me from
Being right
It's etiquette, you idiot
Spend time behind the line
Show sympathy to LA where the sun don't
Ever shine
Everybody wants you, but baby you are mine
Baby you're not anybody's fool
You know that I've been wicked and the
Road to hell is wide
Cursed by curiosity that made
Us go inside
Everyone was charming but they took
Us for a ride
Baby, you're not anybody's fool
[Repeat first verse]
The harpsichord is broken and the
Television's fried
The city's getting hotter like a
Country in decline
Everyone's a coward when you look
Them in the eyes
But baby, you're not anybody's fool
See ya next year in Jerusalem
You know, the one at 103rd and Broadway?
Cause this Orthodox girl fell in love with the guy at the falafel shop
And why not?
Should she have averted her eyes and just stared at the laminated poster of the Dome of the Rock?
And then blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, bloooood
And then blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, bloooood
Remembrances of holy days in Tarrytown and Rye
I don't wanna live like this, but I don't wanna die
Condolences to gentle hearts who
Couldn't bear to try
I don't wanna live like this, but I don't wanna die
Remembrances of holy days in Tarrytown and Rye
Last born of the clan
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones
Blood of his men
Was gone beneath snow
He picked up his knife and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low
Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing next to kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same
Blood of his friends
Was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
The blood of his friends
Was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Chestnut park on a Saturday night
Mystical boys feelin alright
Raggedy wisdom falls from my hand
As the ladies of Cambridge know who I am
I've had dreams of Boston all of my life
Chinatown between the sound of the night
But if you leave I just don't think I could take it
Take it
Take it
Take it
Graveyard freaks we're fallin' in style
Lady's the pharaoh, Charles is the Nile
That's a museum, that's a cool place
Stones of your fathers standin' today
I've had dreams of Boston all of my life
Chinatown between the sound of the night
But if you leave I just don't think I could take it
Take it
Take it
Take it
I've had dreams of Boston all of my life
Chinatown between the sound of the night
Cos when you left my room
To go to the kitchen
I imagined that you were dead
A morbid steak runs through
The whole of my family
But for you I could put it to rest
But if you leave I just don't think I could take it
Take it
Take it
I took your counsel and came to ruin
Leave me to myself, leave me to myself
I took your counsel and came to ruin
Leave me to myself, leave me to myself
Oh I was made to live without you
But I'm never gonna understand, never understand
Oh I was made to live without you
But I'm never gonna understand, never understand
Hold me in you everlasting arms
Looked up full of fear
Trapped beneath a chandelier that's going down
I thought it over and drew the curtain
Leave me to my cell, leave me to my cell
I hummed the dies irae while you player the hallelujah
Leave me to my cell, leave me to my cell
If you'd been made to serve a master,
You'd be frightened by the open hand,
Frightened by the open hand
Could I be made to serve a master?
Oh, sweet thing,
Zion doesn't love you,
Babylon don't love you,
But you love everything.
Oh, you saint,
America don't love you,
So I could never love you,
In spite of everything.
In the dark of this place,
there's the glow of your face,
There's the dust on the screen,
of this broken machine,
And I can't help but feel, that I made some mistake, but I let it go
Through the fire and through the flames
You won't even say your name
Through the fire and through the flames,
you won't even say your name,
Only I am that I am.
But who could ever live that way?
The motherland don't love you,
The fatherland don't love you,
So why love anything?
Oh, good God,
The faithless they don't love you,
The zealous hearts don't love you,
And that's not gonna change.
All the cameras and files, all the paranoid style,
All the tension and fear, of the secret career
And I think in your heart, that you see the mistake, but you let it go
Through the fire and through the flames
You won't even say your name
Through the fire and through the flames,
you won't even say your name,
Only I am that I am.
But who could ever live that way?
Outside the tents, on the festival grounds,
As the air began to cool, and the sun went down,
My soul swooned, as I faintly heard the sound,
Of you spinning Israelites, into 19th Nervous Breakdown
Through the fire and through the flames
You won't even say your name
Through the fire and through the flames,
you won't even say your name
Through the fire and through the flames,
you won't even say your name
Only I am that I am.
But who could ever live that way?
Through the fire and through the flames,
you won't even say your name
Only I am that I am.
I wake up
My shoulder's cold
I've got to leave here
Before I go
I pull my shirt on
Walk out the door
Drag my feet along the floor
I pull my shirt on
Walk out the door
Drag my feet along the floor
Then I see you
You're walking cross the campus
Cruel professor
Studying romances
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?
Walk to class
In front of ya
Spilled kefir
On your keffiyah
You look inside
And turn to the door
Drag your feet along the floor
Then I see you
You're walking cross the campus
Cruel professor
Studying romances
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?
In the afternoon
You're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony
Only in the way you want it
Only on the day you want it
Only with the understanding
Every single day you want it
Only in the way you want it
Only on the day you want it
Only with the understanding
Every single day you want it
You, you
City with the weight upon it
City in the way you want it
City with the safety of a never-ending blessing on it
City with the weight upon it
City in the way you want it
City with the safety of a never-ending blessing on it
You, you
We worshipped you
Your red right hand
Won't we see you once again?
In foreign soil, in foreign land
Who will guide us through the end?
Calling on a chance, we want it
Calling on the same, we want it
Calling for the misery to always be explained
Calling on a chance, we want it
Calling on the same, we want it
Calling for the misery to always be explained
You, you
Energetic praise you wanted
Energetic praise you wanted
Little bit of light to get us through the final days
Energetic praise you wanted
Energetic praise you wanted
Little bit of light to get us through the final days
You, you
We worshipped you
Your red right hand
Won't we see you once again?
In foreign soil, in foreign land
Who will guide us through the end?
We worshipped you
Your red right hand
Won't we see you once again?
In foreign soil, in foreign land
Only in the way you want it
Only on the day you want it
Only with the one stand and every single day you want it
Only in the way you want it
Only on the day you want it
Only with the one stand and every single day you want it
You, you
City with the weight upon it
City in the way you want it
City with the safety of a never-ending place on it
City with the weight upon it
City in the way you want it
City with the safety of a never-ending place on it
You, you
We worshipped you,
Your red white hand
Won’t we see once again
In foreign in soil, in foreign land,
Who will guide us through the end?
Calling on the treasure wanna call me on the semi
Wanna call in for the wizard who always speak spam
Calling on the treasure wanna call me on the semi
Wanna call in for the wizard who always speak spam
You, you
Any chance of peace you want any kind of place
You want to live a bit of live to get suited finer days
Any chance of peace you want any kind of place
You want to live a bit of live to get suited finer days
You, you
We worshipped you,
Your red white hand
Won’t we see once again
In foreign in soil, in foreign land,
Who will guide us through the end?
Holiday, O, A Holiday!
And the best one of the year
Dozing off underneath my sheets
While I cover both my ears
But if I wait for a holiday could it ever stop my fear?
To go away on a summer’s day never seemed so clear
Holiday, still so far away
Our republic on the beach
I can’t forget just how bad it gets
When I’m counting on my teeth
But if I wait for a holiday
Could it stop my fear?
To go away on a summer’s day
Never seemed so clear
A vegetarian since the invasion
She’d never seen the word BOMBS
She’d never seen the word BOMBS blown up
To 96 point Futura
She’d never seen an AK
In a yellowy Day Glo display
A t-shirt so lovely it turned all the history books grey
I’ve got wheels, I’ve got cutter spray
And a healthy sense of worth
Half of me is the gasoline
But the other half’s the surf
So if I wait for a holiday could it stop my fear?
Wouldn’t ever gag you with a spoon, my only true love
Never really heard you speak that way, it’s unworthy of…
Funny how that little college girl called language corrupt
Funny how the other private schools had no Hapa Club
Someone took a trip before you came to ski in the Alps
Your father moved across the country
Just to sunburn his scalp
Contra Costa, Contra Mundum, contradict what I say
Living like the French Connection, but we’ll die in LA
Blasted from a disconnected light switch
Through the condo that they’ll never finish
Bounced across a Saudi satellite dish
And through your brain to California English
No one sits inside a freezing flat and stays there ‘til May
Leafing through a stack of A-Zs to surf the UK
Waiting with the wind against your face
And gel in your hair
Shivering in little undershirts, but don’t seem to care
Blasted from a disconnected light switch
Through the condo that they’ll never finish
Bounced across a Saudi satellite dish
And through your brain to California English
Sweet carob rice cake
She don’t care how the sweets taste
Fake Philly cheese steak
But she use real toothpaste
Cuz if that Tom’s don’t work
If it just makes you worse
Would you loose all of you faith in the good Earth
And if it’s all a curse
And we’re just getting worse
Baby, please don’t lose your faith in the good earth
Blasted from a disconnected light switch
Through the condo that they’ll never finish
Bounced across a Saudi satellite dish
[Verse 1:]
It was all a dream
I used to read Thrasher Magazine, looking at pictures of skateboarders
California
So envy me, S.O.S. L.A.P.D.
Docking the yacht in such low waters
Alizontra
[Chorus:]
Now it's a different game
80 percent still agree
The winning cause, it pleases God
The losing cause pleases me
[Verse 2:]
At the duty-free,
Gifts of wine and Hennessey
Beautifully made from such fine waters
Robert Smithson
An ancient scene,
Spiral Jetty, favorite cheese
Leaving the rocks in such blind order
Colosseum
[Chorus: x2]
Now it's a different game
80 percent still agree
The winning cause, it pleases God
Chestnut Park on a Saturday night
Mystical boys feelin' alright
Raggedy wisdom falls from my hands
The ladies of Cambridge know who I am
I've had dreams of Boston all of my life
Chinatown between the sounds of the night
But if you leave I just don't think I could take... it
Take... it
Take... it
Take... it
Graveyard bricks were falling in style
The Lady's the pharaoh, Charles is the Nile
That's the museum price you could pay
As the stones of your fathers stand there today
I've had dreams of Boston all of my life
Chinatown between the sounds of the night
But if you leave I just don't think I could take... it
Take... it
Take... it
Take... it
I've had dreams of Boston all of my life
Chinatown between the sounds of the night
'Cause when you left my room to go to the kitchen
I imagined that you were dead
A morbid streak runs through the whole of my family
But for you I could put it to rest
But if you leave I just don't think I could take... it
Take... it
Take... it
It's going to take a little time
While you're waiting like a factory line
I'll ride across the park
Backseat on the 79
Wasted days you've come to pass
So go I know you would not stay
It wasn't true, but anyway
Pollination yellow cab
You walk up the stairs
See the French kids by the door
Up one more flight
See the Buddha on the second floor
Coronation rickshaw grab
So go, I know you would not stay
It wasn't true, but anyway
Racist dreams you should not have
No excuse to be so callous
Dress yourself in bleeding madras
Charm your way across the Khyber Pass
Stay awake to break the habit
Sing in praise of Jackson Crowter
I see a mansard roof through the trees
I see a salty message written in the eaves
The ground beneath my feet
The hot garbage and concrete
And now the tops of buildings, I can see them too
The Argentines collapse in defeat
The admiralty surveys the remnants of the fleet
The ground beneath their feet
Is a nautically-mapped sheet
As thin as paper
Occident out on the weekend
That's the way that we relax
English Breakfast tastes like Darjeeling
But she's too cute to even ask
Blake's got a new face (Blake's got a new face)
Nastiness will cause your doom
Turn and walk back to your room
The precedent's already set now
You spend a week in Old San Juan
Spanish brownstone with chairs of leather
And Spanish waves to roll along
Majesty's not overheard
Cryptographs can't stand the word
Oh your collegiate grief has left you dowdy in sweatshirts
Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?
I've seen those English dramas too
They're cruel
So if there's any other way
To spell the word
It's fine with me, with me
Why would you speak to me that way
Especially when I always said that I
Haven't got the words for you
All your diction dripping with disdain
Through the pain
I always tell the truth
Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?
I climbed to Dharamsala too
I did
I met the highest lama
His accent sounded fine
To me, to me
Check your handbook
It's no trick
Take the chapstick
Put it on your lips
Crack a smile
Adjust my tie
Know your boyfriend, unlike other guys
Why would you lie about how much coal you have?
Why would you lie about something dumb like that?
Why would you lie about anything at all?
First the window, then it's to the wall
Lil' Jon, he always tells the truth
Check your passport
It's no trick
Take the chapstick
Put it on your lips
Crack a smile
Adjust my tie
Know your butler, unlike other guys
Why would you lie about how much coal you have?
Why would you lie about something dumb like that?
Why would you lie about anything at all?
First the window, then it's through the wall
Why would you tape my conversations?
Show your paintings
At the United Nations
A devastating backstroke
All the way from France
With shiny, shiny cufflinks
A shirtsleeve to enhance
The pin-striped men of morning
Are coming for to dance
With pure Egyptian Cotton
The kids don't stand a chance
You criticize the practice
By murdering their plants
Ignoring all the history
Denying them romance
The pin-striped men of morning
Are coming for to dance
Forty-million dollars
The kids don't stand a chance
I didn't like the business,
But that was at first glance
Your pillow feels so soft now
But still you must advance
The pin-striped men of morning
The partners in the dance
The paper's shot to pieces
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod, out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, Mystic seaport is that way
Don't you know that your life would be lost out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod, out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, the bottleneck is a shit show
Hyannisport is a ghetto out of Cape Cod tonight
Lobster's claw is sharp as knives
Evil feasts on human lives
The Holy Roman Empire roots for you
Walcott, all the way to New Jersey
All the way to the Garden State, out of Cape Cod tonight
Walcott, fuck the women from Wellfleet
Fuck the bands from Provincetown
Heed my words and take flight
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod, out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod, out of Cape Cod tonight?
(Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod, out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Unsentimental
Driving around
Sure of myself
Sure of it now
You stand this close to me
Like the future was supposed to be
In the aisles of the grocery
In the blocks uptown
I remember
Remember well
But if I'd forgotten
Could you tell?
In the shadow of your first attack
I was questioning and looking back
You said, "Baby, we don't speak of that"
Like a real aristocrat
Compound to compound
Lazy and safe
Wanting to leave it
Wanting to wait
When the taxi door was open wide
I pretended I was horrified
By the uniform clothes outside
Of the court yard gate
You're not a victim
But neither am I
Nostalgic for garbage
Desperate for time
I could blame it on your mother's hair
Or the colors that your father wears
But I know that I was never fair
You were always fine
Unsentimental
Driving around
Sure of myself
Sure of it now
You stand this close to me
Like the future was suppose to be
In the eyes of the grocery
In the blocks uptown
I remember
Remember it well
And if I'd forgotten
Could you tell?
In the shadow of your first attack
I was questioning and looking back
You were standing on another track
As a young girl
Louis Vuitton
With your mother
On a sandy lawn
As a sophomore
With reggaeton
And the linens
You're sitting on
Is your bed made?
Is your sweater on?
Do you want to
Like you know I do
But this feels so unnatural
Peter Gabriel too
Can you stay up
To see the dawn
In the colors
Of Benetton?
Is your bed made
Is your sweater on
Do you want to
Like you know I do
But this feels so unnatural
Peter Gabriel too
Is your bed made
Is your sweater on
Do you want to
You torched a Saab like a pile of leaves
I'd gone to find some better wheels
Four or five meters running 'round the bend
When the government agents surround you again
If Diane Young won't change your mind
Baby baby baby baby right on time
Out of control but you're playing a role
You think you can go to the eighteenth hole
Well, you flip-flop the day of the championship
Try to go it alone, you roll for a bit
If Diane Young won't change your mind
Baby baby baby baby right on time
Baby baby baby baby right on
Baby baby baby it's a light on
Baby baby baby it's a lifetime
Baby baby baby baby right on
Time, time, time, time, time
Baby baby baby baby right on time
Let ‘em go
If Diane Young won't change your mind
Baby baby baby baby right on time
Irish and proud baby naturally
But you got the luck of a Kennedy
So grab the wheel, keep holding it tight
‘Til you're driving off in the black of the night
If Diane Young won't change your mind
Baby baby baby baby right on time
Baby baby baby baby right on
Baby baby baby baby right on
Baby baby baby it's a light on
Baby baby baby it's a lifetime
Baby baby baby baby right on
Time, time, time, time, time
Baby baby baby baby right on time
Nobody knows what the future holds on
Said it's bad enough just getting old
Live my life, they say it's too fast
You know I love the past, 'cause I hate suspense
If Diane Young won't change your mind
Back, back, way back
I used to front like Angkor Wat, Mechanicsburg, Anchorage and Dar es Salaam
While home in New York was champagne and disco
Tapes from LA/San Francisco
But actually Oakland and not Alameda
Your girl was in Berkeley with her communist reader
Mine was entombed within boombox and Walkman
I was a hoarder but girl, that was back then
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone
Ancestors told me that their girl was better
She's richer than Croesus, she's tougher than leather
I just ignored all the tales of a past life
Stale conversation deserves but a bread knife
And punks who would laugh when they saw us together
Well they didn't know how to dress for the weather
I can still see them there huddled on Astor
Snow falling slow to the sound of the Master
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone
Wisdom's a gift but you'd trade it for youth
Age is an honor – it's still not the truth
We saw the stars when they hid from the world
You cursed the sun when it stepped to your girl
Maybe she's gone and I can't resurrect her
The truth is she doesn't need me to protect her
We know the true death – the true way of all flesh
Everyone's dying but girl – you're not old yet
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse
Hudson died in Hudson bay,
The water took its victim's name,
Now rivers rise told riverside,
To change their names again.
(Choral humming)
A stranger walked in through the door,
Said “All apartments are pre-war”,
We laughed and asked him for his name,
He stayed until the end.
We watched the Germans play the Greeks,
He marked the ninety-nine-year lease,
Our fathers signed which I declined,
To try and comprehend.
(Choral humming)
Over and over again are these never-ending visions,
Over and over again like a prize that's changing hands,
The time has come,
The clock is such a drag,
All you who change your stripes,
Can wrap me in the flag.
The legendary wooden gate,
First established real-estate,
It's lost a time like other crimes,
Though on this pleasant land.
Over and over again are these never-ending visions,
Over and over again like a prize that's changing hands,
The time has come,
The clock is such a drag,
All you who change your stripes,
Can wrap me in the flag.
(Choral humming)
Hudson died in Hudson bay,
But I was born on Sutton Place,
The rising tide helped me decide,
To change my name again.
Some men tend to linger on,
And some make haste from Babylon,
Some were on the ruined home,
Rejoicing... To the end.
Over and over again are these never-ending visions,
Over and over again like a prize that's changing hands,
The time has come,
The clock is such a drag,
All you who change your stripes,
Can wrap me in the flag.
The lines are drawn,
The map is such a drag,
All you who change your stripes,
Can wrap me in the flag.
Then it’s your business
A modern piece of glasswork
Down on the corner that
You walk each day in passing
The elderly sales clerk
With eyes full of suspicion
The whole corporation’s giving it permission
The little stairway
A little bit of carpet
A pair of mirrors that
Are facing one another
Out in both directions
A thousand little Julias
That come together
In the middle of Manhattan
You waited since lunch
It all comes at once
Around the corner
The house that modern art built
I ask for modern art
To keep it out the closet
The people who might own it
The sins of pride and envy
And on the second floor
The Richard Cera Skate Park
Waited since lunch
It all comes at once
Along the park walk
Ask all of our questions
While all the horses
Race taxis in the winter
Look up at the buildings
Imagine who might live there
Imagining you’re walking
On a bowl upon the sing there
You waited since lunch
Unsentimental
Driving around
Sure of myself
Sure of it now
You stand this close to me
Like the future was supposed to be
In the aisles of the grocery
In the blocks uptown
I remember
Remember well
But if I'd forgotten
Could you tell?
In the shadow of your first attack
I was questioning and looking back
You said, "Baby, we don't speak of that"
Like a real aristocrat
Compound to compound
Lazy and safe
Wanting to leave it
Wanting to wait
When the taxi door was open wide
I pretended I was horrified
By the uniform clothes outside
Of the court yard gate
You're not a victim
But neither am I
Nostalgic for garbage
Desperate for time
I could blame it on your mother's hair
Or the colors that your father wears
But I know that I was never fair
You were always fine
Unsentimental
Driving around
Sure of myself
Sure of it now
You stand this close to me
Like the future was suppose to be
In the eyes of the grocery
In the blocks uptown
I remember
Remember it well
And if I'd forgotten
Could you tell?
In the shadow of your first attack
I was questioning and looking back
You were standing on another track
Like a real aristocrat