1. |
Play Misty for Me
03:30
|
|||
I tried to be a hipster
But they said I weighed too much
Now I’m thirtysomething
Overweight and out of touch
The kids that run the hall
Don’t talk to me at all
The kids that run the hall are so tall
I tried to be a salesman
But I fell asleep on the job
While all my peers surpassed me
By shaking hands and knocking on doors
The kids that run the hall
Don’t bother me at all
The kids that run the hall are so tall
So Father John Misty, don’t get me wrong
I’m into your songs
Should I just grow a beard
Change my name and start speaking in tongues?
The kids that run the hall
Don’t talk to me at all
The kids that run the hall are so tall
<Instrumental Verse>
The kids that run the hall
Don’t bother me at all
The kids that run the hall are so tall
So Father John Misty, don’t get me wrong
I’m into your songs
Should I just grow a beard
Change my name and start speaking in tongues?
The kids that run the hall
Don’t talk to me at all
The kids that run the hall are so tall
I tried to be a hipster
But they said I weighed too much
Now I’m thirtysomething
Overweight and out of touch
|
||||
2. |
Solid Gold
03:39
|
|||
All I want is a sad girl
Who knows that I love her
When I’m down, she’s a good friend
To her sister and her mother
She’s so sweet, yeah she’s darling
Until she gets her papers
Then she’ll leave, yeah she’ll leave me
Her young American savior
And I feel so much love
You’re never gonna know it all
From my head to my heels
You’re never gonna know it all
All I need is a wet dream
That leaves when it leaves me
So at night I don’t reach out
For a hand that she’s been folding
She’s so sweet and conforming
Until she gets her papers
Then she’ll bleed, yeah she’ll bleed me
Strung out American savior
And I feel so much love
You’re never gonna know it all
From my head to my heels
You’re never gonna know it
All I want is all I had
I guess that’s just too bad
All I want is all I had
I guess that’s just too bad
Too bad
Too bad
Too bad…
|
||||
3. |
Them Demons
06:49
|
|||
Oh devil, c'mon
That shit don't work anymore
I have been shielded by his sword
I'm in the army of our Lord
And He said, "Oh child, hand me your loss"
"Cause now you're fucking with a real boss"
And He said, "Oh child, carry my cross"
"Cause now you're fucking with a real boss"
A real boss
When King David found out he had a son
He sounded horns and named him Solomon
When King David found out he had a son
He sounded horns and named him Solomon
When King David found out he had a son
He sounded horns and named him Solomon
When King David found out he had a son
He sounded horns and named him Solomon
The sirens always sing on my street
Where the war was brought to my feet
But the Lord
Hurried them demons past me
And the One who’d interceded
For the ones who'd yet to believe it
Echoed in me
"I am devoted to Thee"
That's some bullshit
You've got a head on your shoulders
I know that you're getting older
Try me, baby
That's some bullshit
You've got a head on your shoulders
I know that you're getting older
Try me, baby
That's some bullshit, oh yes
That’s some bullshit, oh yes
That’s some bullshit, oh yes
That’s some bullshit, oh yes
From the time that you were born
One foot in the grave
From the time that you were born
One foot in the grave
From the time that you were born
One foot in the grave
From the time that you were born
One foot in the grave
Foot in the grave
Foot in the grave
Foot in the grave
Foot in the grave
Foot in the grave
Foot in the grave
Foot in the grave
Foot in the grave
|
||||
4. |
||||
Bathwater baby
Child of the eighties
Still it’s a boy that you see
Wake me from wet dreams
Asleep I’m still sinning
You don’t know the truth about me
So let’s see
Let’s see your heart
Let’s see
Let’s see your heart
Seems your attention
Sways my affection
Pleasant enough to begin
But soon you’ll come looking
For the man you mistook me
You don’t know the mess that I’m in
So let’s see
Let’s see your heart
Let’s see
Let’s see your heart
Bathwater baby
Child of the eighties
Still it’s a boy that you see
Wake me from wet dreams
Asleep I’m still sinning
You don’t know the truth about me
So let’s see
Let’s see your heart
Let’s see
Let’s see your heart
|
||||
5. |
First Blood
03:44
|
|||
Born once, twice when I was five
Didn't know why I was even alive
Sick, alone, and terrified
Maybe you know what it's like?
What do you do as a child?
Find out Dad's a pedophile
Couldn't find a hotline to dial
But now you hear me on the radio, oh-oh
And now I'm all up in the videos, oh-oh
They say "you've never been in love before"
I guess I'm slow
But my heart is a sure thing
It's gonna blow-oh-oh
Oh no
We're nowhere near
No, we're nowhere near
We're nowhere near the end
Best never came
Though it's probably the same
What would we do then?
I was born a sinner
I was born a sinner
I was born a sinner
And so were you
I was born a sinner
I was born a sinner
I was born a sinner
And so it goes
But now you hear me on the radio, oh-oh
And now I'm all up in the videos, oh-oh
They say "you've never been in love before"
I guess I'm slow
But my heart is a sure thing
It's gonna blow-oh-oh
Oh no
We're nowhere near
No, we're nowhere near
We're nowhere near the end
Best never came
Though it's probably the same
What would we do then?
We're nowhere near
No, we're nowhere near
We're nowhere near the end
Best never came
Though it's probably the same
What would we do then?
|
Grief Thief San Francisco, California
Grief Thief's disparate influences span decades and genres. From the godfather of grunge Neil Young and the proto-punk genius of the Velvet Underground to the the angular CBGB darlings Television, it’s hard to put a label on Grief Thief’s instantly familiar yet utterly distinct sound. Their hope is you’ll be too caught up in the tunes to give it much thought. ... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like Grief Thief, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp