We carried up a 24, we brought it to the third floor, it was like lifting a bull
Close the windows looking out over Parc Avenue
'Cause we don't need no soccer fans getting on the record

And the heat in here is something fierce and I swear it's making us see double
We woke up today and I thought I was yesterday
Summer months keep rolling by and we'd like to try to finish it by wintertime
What once was a monster is now a friend of mine

'Cause we want to make this life into a living
Oh my, The Woodman's on the phone and Nic is up on the calendar
Saint-Jean-Baptiste is gonna eat us all alive


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    General Commentits about making music into making a living
    autumnduston November 21, 2010   Link
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    General Commentawesome song! the lyrics are kind of strange... random. but i think that makes the song even better! i love the little french boy at the end hahaha.
    krollisasexyhoeon January 09, 2009   Link

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