Here Comes A Regular Lyrics
after a hard day of nothin' much at all
The summer's past, it's too late to cut the grass
There ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
And sometimes I just ain't in the mood
to take my place in the back with the loudmouths
You're like a picture on the fridge that's never stocked with food
I used to live at home, now I stay at the house
They call your name out loud and clear
Here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one here today?
Once the police made you go away
And even if you're in the arms of someone's baby now
I'll take a great big whiskey to ya anyway
Someone's gonna show up, never fear
'cause here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one who feels ashamed?
He says opportunity knocks once then the door slams shut
All I know is I'm sick of everything that my money can buy
The fool who wastes his life, God rest his guts
Turn your back on a pay-you-back last call
First the glass, then the leaves that pass, then comes the snow
Ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
paul westerberg would be a genius forever to me for "i used to live at home / now i stay at the house" alone.
Sounds like the sad existance of someone wasting away on a barstool. When the bar closes and the cold wind hits him, he realizes summer is over and another year has passed. Friends come and go, some die or go to jail, but he knows everyone here and they know him and he will always have a place there. They are all just like him. Kinda like Cheers.
Utterly bleak and depressing. But "Here Comes A Regular" is a triumph of songwriting. Westerberg and The Replacements created a true gift of a song here.
I like the pun on regular. He's a regular at the bar, but he's also just a regular guy. He's not anybody special. He's like a million other people in the world.
This song makes me cry. Especially the line "summer's passed, it's too late..." I'm having a really hard time and the words are fittung exactly into my situation.
I'm a regular, to the point that this might a well be my theme song. We have one bar in our town, and any time I walk in, the bartender has my Jameson ready. Every time, it's all the same folks, with no good jobs, no prospects, and no real hope. So we drink, and it makes life tolerable, until something better comes. Here's to small town America, may you never last.
^5 to all of your comments. I grew up in the minneapolis suburbs and this song still means a lot to me. I was in high school when I first heard it and it helped me get my life together. I was going nowhere, had just failed freshman algebra. I ended up with a Ph.D. in chemistry. Thanks mats!
Just perfect song about life. The world moves on, there is winter, summer and so on, the years are passing and what you have is one day less to live than you had yesterday. 'He says opportunity knocks once then the door slams shut'- so true. So you have to do something, make a difference. Make something that counts. An not for somebody, do it for yourself because this is the only chance you will ever get.
@neuroticvinyl ...I just wish the 'Mats stopped slamming the door on opportunity when it kept knocking..still..never the same band without Bob.
@neuroticvinyl ...I just wish the 'Mats stopped slamming the door on opportunity when it kept knocking..still..never the same band without Bob.
@neuroticvinyl ...I just wish the 'Mats stopped slamming the door on opportunity when it kept knocking..still..never the same band without Bob.
@neuroticvinyl ...I just wish the 'Mats stopped slamming the door on opportunity when it kept knocking..still..never the same band without Bob.
Anyone from minnesota can relate to this song, especially anyone from a small midwest town.
Classic story of the townies. Walk into the local bar any night of the week and see the same people drinking the same thing. Some people are meant for greater things but never leave the comfort of all the people and things they know. "Here comes a regular. Am I the only one who feels ashamed?"
Thanks for sharing your beautiful lyrical abilities Paul.
This song can lift me up and bring me down in equal measure. That's an accomplishment in songwriting.