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.
Well the Sun pokes through' Blonde Street
And shines on the cracks
On the walls and the heartaches
And they never shine back
Patsy clutches her rosary
And from her window she sees
Lots of social interaction
From the people down on Blonde Street
through' the peephole she sees the Landlord
Who's come for more than her rent
He says, "I'm kicking you out pronto.
Unless your body gives me consent"
But Patsy won't give into just any guy
Crushed like a grape
From where she must hide...you see
Life is not her cup of tea...yeah
But she says,
"I WANNA LIVE ON BLONDE STREET
I WANNA LIVE ON BLONDE STREET"
There's a baby in the next room
Watchin' some guy die on T.V.
There are lovers in the basement
Havin' some kind of touchin' spree
Down the hall there's young Jimbo
Who's got his heart in hell
'Cause the girlfriend he got pregnant
Is going on Sally Jesse Raphael
Patsy laughs at her girlfriends
They're tryin' to marry someone rich
They all hang around the sofa and say
"Hey, ain't love a bitch?"
And Mars is a Planet
Where she'll find her man
She'll sail through' the black hole
'til it's his arms she's in
With eyes like Walnuts and Cinnamon skin
She won't be living the life of a Nun
And that's what she gets...
(CHORUS)
Her memories don't mean nothing
So she throws them away
Like that night in his bedroom
When he looked just like
A Young Hemingway
And she was the, "Catch of the Day"...
Now she's walkin' down Blonde Street
Where there's so many places to hide
She's got a River of denial
Of what's locked up inside...
But she just wants to Fly...
And she says...
"I WANNA LIVE ON BLONDE STREET
I WANNA LIVE ON BLONDE STREET"
(c) 1996 Stephen Bishop Music Publishing Co./BMI
And shines on the cracks
On the walls and the heartaches
And they never shine back
Patsy clutches her rosary
And from her window she sees
Lots of social interaction
From the people down on Blonde Street
through' the peephole she sees the Landlord
Who's come for more than her rent
He says, "I'm kicking you out pronto.
Unless your body gives me consent"
But Patsy won't give into just any guy
Crushed like a grape
From where she must hide...you see
Life is not her cup of tea...yeah
But she says,
"I WANNA LIVE ON BLONDE STREET
I WANNA LIVE ON BLONDE STREET"
There's a baby in the next room
Watchin' some guy die on T.V.
There are lovers in the basement
Havin' some kind of touchin' spree
Down the hall there's young Jimbo
Who's got his heart in hell
'Cause the girlfriend he got pregnant
Is going on Sally Jesse Raphael
Patsy laughs at her girlfriends
They're tryin' to marry someone rich
They all hang around the sofa and say
"Hey, ain't love a bitch?"
And Mars is a Planet
Where she'll find her man
She'll sail through' the black hole
'til it's his arms she's in
With eyes like Walnuts and Cinnamon skin
She won't be living the life of a Nun
And that's what she gets...
(CHORUS)
Her memories don't mean nothing
So she throws them away
Like that night in his bedroom
When he looked just like
A Young Hemingway
And she was the, "Catch of the Day"...
Now she's walkin' down Blonde Street
Where there's so many places to hide
She's got a River of denial
Of what's locked up inside...
But she just wants to Fly...
And she says...
"I WANNA LIVE ON BLONDE STREET
I WANNA LIVE ON BLONDE STREET"
(c) 1996 Stephen Bishop Music Publishing Co./BMI
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On Blonde Street Lyrics as written by Stephen Bishop
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