"Your Little Hoodrat Friend" as written by Craig Finn and Tad Kubler....
Your little hoodrat friend makes me sick but after I get sick I just get sad.
Because it burns being broke and it hurts to be heartbroken but always being both must be a drag. she's been calling me again. she's been calling me again.
Your little hoodrat friend's been calling me again.
And I can't stand all the things that she sticks into her skin.
Like sharpened ballpoint pens and steel guitar strings.
She says it hurts. But it's worth it.
Tiny little text etched into her neck it said "Jesus lived and died for all your sins."
She's got blue black ink and it's scratched into her lower back.
It said: "damn right I'll rise again." Yeah, damn right you'll rise again.
I've been dusted in the dark up in penetration park.
I've been plastered. I've been shaking hard and searching in a dirty storefront church.
I've been plowed. but I ain't ever been with your little hoodrat friend.
What makes you think I'm getting with your little hoodrat friend?
Your little hoodrat friend got me high though.
We were seventeen and stuck up in Osseo.
She said it's funny even true love gets troubled by still water and washed up in the Mississippi river.
Her claddagh ring was pointed at the people.
She said "St. Theresa comes to me in dreams."
She said "I ain't gonna do anything sexual with you.
I'm kinda saving myself for the scene."
I've been dusted in the dark up in penetration park.
I've been plastered. I've been shaking hard and searching in a dirty storefront church.
I've been plowed. But I ain't ever been with your little hoodrat friend.
What makes you think I'm getting with your little hoodrat friend?
She said: City Center used to be the center of the scene. now City Center's over.
No one really goes there.
Then we used to drink beneath this railroad bridge.
Some nights the bus wouldn't even stop. There were just way too many kids.
I was waiting for my ride and I got jumped from behind. I got punctured.
I got stopped by the cops. They found it in my socks and I got probed.
But I ain't ever been with your little hoodrat friend.
What makes you think I'm getting with your little hoodrat friend?
Because it burns being broke and it hurts to be heartbroken but always being both must be a drag. she's been calling me again. she's been calling me again.
Your little hoodrat friend's been calling me again.
And I can't stand all the things that she sticks into her skin.
Like sharpened ballpoint pens and steel guitar strings.
She says it hurts. But it's worth it.
Tiny little text etched into her neck it said "Jesus lived and died for all your sins."
She's got blue black ink and it's scratched into her lower back.
It said: "damn right I'll rise again." Yeah, damn right you'll rise again.
I've been dusted in the dark up in penetration park.
I've been plastered. I've been shaking hard and searching in a dirty storefront church.
I've been plowed. but I ain't ever been with your little hoodrat friend.
What makes you think I'm getting with your little hoodrat friend?
Your little hoodrat friend got me high though.
We were seventeen and stuck up in Osseo.
She said it's funny even true love gets troubled by still water and washed up in the Mississippi river.
Her claddagh ring was pointed at the people.
She said "St. Theresa comes to me in dreams."
She said "I ain't gonna do anything sexual with you.
I'm kinda saving myself for the scene."
I've been dusted in the dark up in penetration park.
I've been plastered. I've been shaking hard and searching in a dirty storefront church.
I've been plowed. But I ain't ever been with your little hoodrat friend.
What makes you think I'm getting with your little hoodrat friend?
She said: City Center used to be the center of the scene. now City Center's over.
No one really goes there.
Then we used to drink beneath this railroad bridge.
Some nights the bus wouldn't even stop. There were just way too many kids.
I was waiting for my ride and I got jumped from behind. I got punctured.
I got stopped by the cops. They found it in my socks and I got probed.
But I ain't ever been with your little hoodrat friend.
What makes you think I'm getting with your little hoodrat friend?
Lyrics submitted by Cherub Rock
"Your Little Hoodrat Friend" as written by Tad Kubler Craig Finn
Lyrics © Reservoir One Music, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
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The first major problem is identifying which of the three major characters (if any) is the persona adopted by Finn in the song. In the song "Multitude of Casualties" we find that "he was getting with HER little hoodrat friend." So it is likely that the persona is being questioned by a female, which leaves us wondering whether or not the hoodrat friend is Halleluiah or a friend of hers.
The song "How a Resurrection Really Feels," tells us that "Halleluiah was a hoodrat." Thus, it's probable that Hallelujah is the hoodrat being mentioned in the song. We also find in "Banging Camp," that Hallelujah has some connection to 'penetration park,' which points to her being the female in question. So, most likely the person being addressed by the persona is a friend of Hallelujah's.
Now, going out on a limb here- in "Cattle and the Creeping things" Gideon is said to have seen someone (probably Holly) in Denver and he notes that "she was contagious"("i heard gideon did you in denver.") so it's possible that it is Gideon who has gotten with Holly; pointing to his existence as the insincere persona in this song.
Of course, it's also entirely possible that the speaker is NOT one of the three main characters and that the song stands alone apart from Holly. But, Finn loves to entertwine his songs and weave seemingly simple stories that are actually quite complex so I would wager that Gideon is involved. If someone has other ideas, let me know, I'm very curious as to how other people believe this song fits into the continuity.
Holly isn't supposed to be considered a hoodrat until How A Resurrection Really feels: "...now you finally know that". I think our protagonist is in denial of what Holly is because of his love for her.
I love, "Damn right I'll rise again!"
Also, "It hurts but it's worth it" Reminds me of love!
I love The Hold Steady!!! Even their name. Rock ON you maniacs!