In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
I was asked in New York City, "Do you like my clothes?"
I'm talking to my tape recorder, walking down the road
But on Friday night, I'm purified that my feet don't touch the floor
When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes
Everyday is fucking perfect, its a paradise
Watch my life like it's a movie, had to watch it twice
A boy looks at a girl, and a girl looks like a pony
She gallops all day long, in between my toes
And every night, she's purified, she don't do that dance no more
When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes
I'm skankin' on the dance floor, I'm drunk off that Hennessy
I ain't sober, I don't mix with Coca Cola, or soda
But right now I'm on a roller, I take a look over my shoulder
When I see that sexy thing, I think it's time to work my way over
So I shuffle on my heels, and I bounce on my toes
I'm crazy and she knows, still it's all good, I suppose
So she didn't complain, she backed it up, I got behind her and I lapped it up
Then we danced all night 'til the sun came up, then I took her to my yard then I racked it up
A member of the Juju Nation down in New Orleans
You don't need an application if you move your feet
Explode if you poke it
Exposed on the floor
It grows if you soak it
It rolls out the door
Now it's summer time, every night, now my feet don't touch the floor
She don't do that dance no more, in between my toes
Him and you, you and I, I don't do that dance no more
When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes
The lady starts to sing, but she ain't no disco dancer
She learned to shake her thing, in between my toes
Explode if you poke it
Exposed on the floor
It grows if you soak it
It rolls out the door
Explode if you poke it
Exposed on the floor
It grows if you soak it
It rolls out the door
I'm talking to my tape recorder, walking down the road
But on Friday night, I'm purified that my feet don't touch the floor
When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes
Everyday is fucking perfect, its a paradise
Watch my life like it's a movie, had to watch it twice
A boy looks at a girl, and a girl looks like a pony
She gallops all day long, in between my toes
And every night, she's purified, she don't do that dance no more
When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes
I'm skankin' on the dance floor, I'm drunk off that Hennessy
I ain't sober, I don't mix with Coca Cola, or soda
But right now I'm on a roller, I take a look over my shoulder
When I see that sexy thing, I think it's time to work my way over
So I shuffle on my heels, and I bounce on my toes
I'm crazy and she knows, still it's all good, I suppose
So she didn't complain, she backed it up, I got behind her and I lapped it up
Then we danced all night 'til the sun came up, then I took her to my yard then I racked it up
A member of the Juju Nation down in New Orleans
You don't need an application if you move your feet
Explode if you poke it
Exposed on the floor
It grows if you soak it
It rolls out the door
Now it's summer time, every night, now my feet don't touch the floor
She don't do that dance no more, in between my toes
Him and you, you and I, I don't do that dance no more
When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes
The lady starts to sing, but she ain't no disco dancer
She learned to shake her thing, in between my toes
Explode if you poke it
Exposed on the floor
It grows if you soak it
It rolls out the door
Explode if you poke it
Exposed on the floor
It grows if you soak it
It rolls out the door
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Why has nobody commented?!?!?! This is THE randomness! It's just undeniably fantastically quirkily superfabbly amazingly TOP. It's just a perfect song that I can't understand anybody not liking, you just HAVE to dance to it and, well, move your toes. It makes me feel like I'm walking along a summery street in New York or somewhere, which is odd, because I've never been there and because it's by Brighton Port Authority. Then again, I've never been to Brighton, either...