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lirik lagu blue monkey - pylons

maybe in my next life
i’ll move to that small town
and i’ll work at the bowling alley
i’ll join the softball league
that meets hot wednesday evenings
and doesn’t care about losing
‘cause they drink dos equis at the bar
it’s kinda funny how everyone knows everybody here
and i’ll take up smoking just because
my guy friends are always blazing up
and i’m in love with one of ‘em

and i love him
the way i love pylons
boozy dinner parties in backyards
and frank sinatra
i love the stars
now that i can see ‘em
if i evеr give up i’m moving to nebraska
i’m moving to the pylons
i’m moving to nеbraska

he drives a classic car
that’s beat up but it’s working
he talks to it like it’s got feelings
and maybe it does
he comes into work sometimes
and he talks to me like i’m his baby
he’s friends now with all the employees
and he always stays ‘til i get off
starts a war with a soda gun
and by the time we leave we’re soaking
the air is warm in the parking lot
the neon sign has a drunken buzz
we smoke cigarettes and smell like fruit punch
and we gaze out on
all the pylons
we drink booz on yellow curbs
and listen to sinatra
we bump hands once
and wait for the midnight sun
if i ever give up i’m moving to nebraska
i’m moving to the pylons
i’m moving to nebraska

we go to parties every weekend
we drink in bas~m~nts in stucco houses
we smoke hookah on their carpets
and we sit too close like f~cking children
when he gets sick, i’m getting sick too
if it’s been two days, he says, “i missed you”
at every wedding i put down plus two
put down plus two
put down plus two
and at the weddings
i pretend we’re married
as i apologize for his terrible dancing
call it co~dependent
but i love taking him home
when he’s had too much and spiraled out of control
but i still can’t tell him
that i love him so
and one night
in the middle of june
i’m standing next to a fish tank in the living room
and outside
through the screen door
sinatra’s on the stereo
fairy lights are in the jars
and there he is, leaning in
to a pretty girl up against a fence
with pylons looking like aliens in the distance
and there i am, feeling sick
angrier than i’ve ever been
feeling trapped like these f~cking fish
cursing him
cursing him and this f~cking state
cursing myself for never saying anything
and now it’s too late
now it’s too late
now it’s too late

i walk out the front door
like i’m stepping into sp~ce
i’m ready to drift away
i’m ready to drift away
running down the street
i hear him running after me
saying, “are you crazy?
you’re in your f~cking bare feet!”
running down the street
and the asphalt’s warm beneath me
the breeze feels lovely
and i finally feel free
eventually, he catches up to me
hands on his knees, struggling to breathe
i gaze up slow
at whatever god
and wouldn’t you know?
we’re standing beneath pylons
and i say, “what am i to you baby?
when to me you’re everything?”
he says, “why did you start smoking?”
i blush and turn away
he says, “i kissed somebody else thinking
i’d never be enough for you
you could move to a city
and have anything you wanted to.”

i said, “baby in my past life
i moved to the big town
and i tried to be a musician
the men didn’t respect me there
i knew i’d never make it
unless they saw me naked
so, i sang the sh~t i wanted to
i never let them tell me who
i was going to be
that life was painful, this one is sweet
i dream of nothing but you and me
and you’re driving me crazy!
‘cause i love you
the way i love pylons
boozy dinner parties in back yards
and frank sinatra
i love the stars
now that i can see ‘em
i’m so f~cking glad i’m here in nebraska
i’m here beneath the pylons
i’m with you in nebraska”

and now we have two boys and a girl
you know what they say about them being your whole world
we still drink and party like best friends
but a few years ago, we finally quit smoking
there are weddings and funerals
and he’s my plus one to ‘em all
our kids play golf and basketball
and we’re the best d~mn cheerleaders of them all
maybe in my next life
yeah
maybe in my next life
maybe, maybe
maybe in my next life

- lirik lagu blue monkey

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