Straight Six
Lyrics
Dull powder blue paint job, Earl Scheib special
Dashboard full of talismans to try and push fate
Rabbit skull hanging from the rear-view
Six kicking cylinders lined up straight
And I ride
And I glide down the streets of this city
All night, uptight
Jenny's on the cellular, high as a kite
There's a crack in the windshield eighteen inches long
Evaporating snow forming crystals on the chrome
Brand new battery I shoplifted from the Pep Boys
Cold cranking power to bring me on home
And I ride
And I glide down the streets of this city
All night, uptight
Jenny's on the cellular, high as a kite
Sometimes the moon shines like a beacon to the weary and the sick in spirit
And sometimes, sometimes it's dark
Banter
- I was a resident of the great state of Iowa, whose motto is, if you don't know it, which is the greatest motto, because it ends with 'maintain'. Could there be a less forceful verb than 'maintain'? Don't wanna get all arrogant. Don't wanna say, 'our rights we will protect', no, 'our rights we will maintain'. [laughter] I lived in Iowa, and I was doing a record for the Sub Pop singles club, and I was also recording a record for Absolutely Kosher, a San Francisco label, at John's place, I sequenced the tapes, it was the first thing I did at Tiny Telephone from the boombox I record to at John's place. I've never played it live before, so I'm talking for a long time before I try this. I would like to encourage all of the bros that at that moment reached for their camera phone to not do that. And just chill. Just enjoy. A moment without your phone. [raucous cheering] Every night I get 90 minutes up here without my phone. It's awesome. (2015-06-01 - The Fillmore, San Francisco)
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