One of the angriest Pavement songs, how the singer is dead, a zombie, even, and wanders through a world of death created from his heartache and projected outward through his eyes that view a world without color, with black lemonade and even dreams are stripped of all hues but beige, even his blood that spills is not red but beige. Zombie city, man, a post apocalyptic zombie city, all because of her.
One of the angriest Pavement songs, how the singer is dead, a zombie, even, and wanders through a world of death created from his heartache and projected outward through his eyes that view a world without color, with black lemonade and even dreams are stripped of all hues but beige, even his blood that spills is not red but beige. Zombie city, man, a post apocalyptic zombie city, all because of her.
Brilliant.
Brilliant.