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.
Music, coat hand, that's good slamming
Slamming crawl down up my head
Hockey sticks to my dead brother
Look man, I don't want another
Drive her a restaurant blouse
Into his hotel house
Feeling up the walls and then
Covering his head
Heard you tell him she was evil
Grew up in an army crew and
Skeleton, bad things and partners
Under blankets that never move
The minute you would leave
Our hopes just got up
She was the loneliest baby
She was the coldest baby
Momma shakes on the highway
In her tight, white driving gloves
Momma she was a sweet demon
She got the devil moving
Her man on the pier said,
"My fucking car's in there"
We could see her under water
We could in the rearview mirror
Music, coat hand, that's good slamming
Slamming crawl down up my head
Hockey sticks to my dead brother
Look man, I don't want another
Drive her a restaurant blouse
Into his hotel house
Feeling up the walls and then
Covering his head
Caught a ride out to the desert
Drop his body in the sand
Boy had a pistol in his pocket
Got hungry and ate his pants
The birds know what that means
Way high in the trees
They fly like helicopters
They want the body
Stretching, confused
Deep, deep down, we're in his veins
His ??? in traffic
Takes time up in his brains
Take your petty eyes off
My necklace ??
Your voice comes in baby
Ain't got no choices left
Slamming crawl down up my head
Hockey sticks to my dead brother
Look man, I don't want another
Drive her a restaurant blouse
Into his hotel house
Feeling up the walls and then
Covering his head
Heard you tell him she was evil
Grew up in an army crew and
Skeleton, bad things and partners
Under blankets that never move
The minute you would leave
Our hopes just got up
She was the loneliest baby
She was the coldest baby
Momma shakes on the highway
In her tight, white driving gloves
Momma she was a sweet demon
She got the devil moving
Her man on the pier said,
"My fucking car's in there"
We could see her under water
We could in the rearview mirror
Music, coat hand, that's good slamming
Slamming crawl down up my head
Hockey sticks to my dead brother
Look man, I don't want another
Drive her a restaurant blouse
Into his hotel house
Feeling up the walls and then
Covering his head
Caught a ride out to the desert
Drop his body in the sand
Boy had a pistol in his pocket
Got hungry and ate his pants
The birds know what that means
Way high in the trees
They fly like helicopters
They want the body
Stretching, confused
Deep, deep down, we're in his veins
His ??? in traffic
Takes time up in his brains
Take your petty eyes off
My necklace ??
Your voice comes in baby
Ain't got no choices left
Lyrics submitted by mlapsley
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