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The Drinking Song Lyrics
And the band played on
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred
He was a rock, to the end, a solid reminder
Couldn't deny a friend
We lived in the noise and the sweet amber poison
Peekin' up the skirt of the end
And we'd drink, two gnarly dudes and some records
Much like plates of black food
We filled up our faces, saw some far places
Stood on the roof in the nude
And the band played on
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred
Between poles, he said "We're like cows in the grass"
Brushing off flies
Chaise lounging around, standing up, falling down
Till we no longer opened our eyes
And we'd drink, ever notice how drinking's like war?
Cup o' troops o'er the gums
To the end of our health, a campaign 'gainst myself
Armed with bourbons and scotches and rums
And the band played on
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred
Think of bombs, we're poised on the edge of disaster
Whether it's right or it's wrong
We opened the window, played some Nintendo
Sang a few bars of some pretty old song:
Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I'll see you in my dreams
Oh to dream, those impotent bones of extinction
Flying graceful and free
None but the best 'cause the man cannot rest
Till he's finally beaten his me
And the band played on
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred
Till the end, he passed out on the sundeck that morning
Quietly saying goodbye
But I was so hammered I sputtered and stammered
Told him he couldn't just die
He was a rock, went straight for his own Armageddon
Face froze in a grin
Ambulance flyin' in, I never drank again
Can't really call that a loss or a win
And the band played on
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred
Couldn't deny a friend
We lived in the noise and the sweet amber poison
Peekin' up the skirt of the end
Much like plates of black food
We filled up our faces, saw some far places
Stood on the roof in the nude
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred
Brushing off flies
Chaise lounging around, standing up, falling down
Till we no longer opened our eyes
Cup o' troops o'er the gums
To the end of our health, a campaign 'gainst myself
Armed with bourbons and scotches and rums
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred
Whether it's right or it's wrong
We opened the window, played some Nintendo
Sang a few bars of some pretty old song:
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I'll see you in my dreams
Flying graceful and free
None but the best 'cause the man cannot rest
Till he's finally beaten his me
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred
Quietly saying goodbye
But I was so hammered I sputtered and stammered
Told him he couldn't just die
Face froze in a grin
Ambulance flyin' in, I never drank again
Can't really call that a loss or a win
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred
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I love this song - though it is so sad. If this doesn't make you want to not drink to excess, I don't know what would... At any rate, so much of this song has overtones of one's own willful choice of headed towards self-distruction: the song referenced actually goes "sometimes I live in the country/sometimes I live in town/sometimes I get a good notion/to jump in the river and drown/Irene goodnight...." This is such a great song...Moxy Fruvous has this incredible ability to mix great song writing with musical talent...I love these guys...
Is that correct, "Between poles"? I thought it was "between pulls", as in pulls on the bottle. Between pulls in when you'd say something.
Beautiful song. Just awesome. Great harmonies, and great storytelling.
It's about a gay couple in the middle of the Cold War and AIDS crisis. See the book: And The Band Played On.