I’m beginning to feel like I know The Shins. I’ve been in a lyrical reference mood lately* and a lot of their songs seem to be about the same thing.
From New Slang
New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
Hope it’s right when you die, old and bony.
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
Never should have called
But my head’s to the wall and i’m lonely.
I don’t even know where to begin with Turn on Me
You had to know that I was fond of you,
Fond of Y-O-U
So I took your licks at the time
I don’t know, maybe it’s just those two that sound so similar. I know when big things are happening I am looking for meaning in everything. You think I would’ve learned by now that I have NO BRAIN SPACE for meaning in fucking songs.
*beats so big I’m steppin on leprechauns, anyone?
