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You have spoken
The photo's fading
And nothing is going right
A shooter's hand
To turn a cheek to
A cough in an empty room at night
Leaves are eyes
That look inside
A secret society
Here's victory now if
That's what you're into
Just take it away from me
"May God strike me dead"
she shouted from her bed
I said "Look at your mouth
It's bleeding now and so all pours out
Too easily you choose
My version of the truth
When all I ask of you
Is send me a postcard when you get there"
A monkey's tooth
A lukewarm bath
A stray dog out in the driveway
Here's Albany in a photo finish
Just wipe the dust away
"May God strike me dead"
she shouted from her bed
I said "Look at your mouth
It's bleeding now and so all pours out
Too easily you choose
My version of the truth
When all I ask of you
Is send me a postcard when you get there"
Yeah, when you get down there
Send me a postcard
Yeah, when you get down there
Wherfore art thou
Johnny Carson?
Retired and never coming back
A backroom basement
A sixty watt bulb
There's nothing that I lack
"May God strike me dead"
she shouted from her bed
I said "Look at your mouth
It's bleeding now and so all pours out
Too easily you choose
My version of the truth
When all I ask of you
Is send me a postcard when you get there"
Yeah, when you get down there
Send me a postcard
Yeah, when you get down there
Send to me a postcard from anywhere
Send to me a postcard from anywhere
Send to me a postcard from anywhere
The photo's fading
And nothing is going right
A shooter's hand
To turn a cheek to
A cough in an empty room at night
That look inside
A secret society
Here's victory now if
That's what you're into
Just take it away from me
she shouted from her bed
I said "Look at your mouth
It's bleeding now and so all pours out
Too easily you choose
My version of the truth
When all I ask of you
Is send me a postcard when you get there"
A lukewarm bath
A stray dog out in the driveway
Here's Albany in a photo finish
Just wipe the dust away
she shouted from her bed
I said "Look at your mouth
It's bleeding now and so all pours out
Too easily you choose
My version of the truth
When all I ask of you
Is send me a postcard when you get there"
Send me a postcard
Yeah, when you get down there
Johnny Carson?
Retired and never coming back
A backroom basement
A sixty watt bulb
There's nothing that I lack
she shouted from her bed
I said "Look at your mouth
It's bleeding now and so all pours out
Too easily you choose
My version of the truth
When all I ask of you
Is send me a postcard when you get there"
Send me a postcard
Yeah, when you get down there
Send to me a postcard from anywhere
Send to me a postcard from anywhere
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Beautiful amazing song. BT make regret sound so beautiful! I can't believe those guys never made it big, songs like these should be all over the radio... that is in a perfect world.
I think this song is about death and "when you get there" is heaven, probably hell. This could be a song about an estranged mother who was only known by her child from postcards he received in the mail (Mom probably left kiddo with Grandma and followed the Grateful Dead). The mother is on his deathbed regretting life ("May God strike me dead") and can't argue with her now adult son about how her absence made him feel ("Too easily you choose my version of the truth"). The versus are so metaphorical, but talk about solitude. Janovitz has a Master in English, so there's probably a few references from literature that made an indelible impression on him.