Friday, July 14, 2006

Greasy Jungle - The Tragically Hip

Greasy jungle metropolis noir
Easy tangles the easiest so far
Ah
I drove down your road
to Hazeldean where I tasted
your funeral home's sandwiches and coffee
I saw your hands melt into one another
I saw you grieve and grow
care alot about one another
I stood at your sink
and I felt your warm water
I washed your dishes
and I looked out your kitchen window where I
saw a soulful gymnast
melt in the air and shudder
just above the snow
making moves that just weren't there
Ah
Velvet callow with wet hands
I turned out the lights and
breathing shallow hesitated
then went upstairs where
I picked up your housecoat
dried my hands and
touched your hair
and just then you awoke
you could never really barely care
Ah
Greasy jungle metropolis noir
I heard this song tonight, and I had to pause. I just stood there with a stupid grin on my face. You know how a song can make you go back in time? This one took me back to Assiniboia circa 1994 - Grade nine. I was siting on Empire Road across from the Kin Park with Lisa singing this damn song at the top of our lungs. Well, we were more like laying down on the road, screaming at the top of our lungs....

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