Joel Plaskett - Matthew Grimson Songs lyrics
[Joel Plaskett - Matthew Grimson Songs lyrics]
If you’re looking for Matthew
You might have to squint go read the liners
He’s in the fine print outside the margins
He’s writing you one matthew Grimson
He was my friend we met back in the scene
I think it was ‘91 i was 16
Spooling a reel to record a tune
Nothing would shake his cocoon
We're out of our heads
This world’s out of hand
It’s the century’s end
Brother, let’s start a band
Turn up your guitar i’m singing along
To Matthew Grimson songs
Through the mid to late 90s
Me and Warren Auld we’d pick up the phone
Every time Matthеw called
With Warren on drums and me on thе bass
In the old Hermit rehearsal space
At Cornwallis and Gottingen
Before the condominiums
And the new millennium erased our minds
When words weren’t cheap
And the world turned slow
And bad things would happen
But, you’d never know in our little corner
He’d come out swinging
I still hear Matthew singing "Bambi is Free
You can’t blame it on me
You’ll have to fight it out
With Walt Disney"
You don’t know how far
He would go "For a Song"
"To save the Narwale"
To "Leave the Light On"
"Buddy Your Killing Her"
"Revenge" and "Nadine"
"Breaking Up Drunk on New Years Eve"
"To Kill a Catholic"
"The Arms Dealers Blues" "La la la la
I’m not Listening to You" 1000 titles
He could have opened a store
But "Matthew Doesn’t Live Here Anymore"
He is out of his head
This world’s out of hand
It’s the century’s end
Brother, let’s start a band
Turn up your guitar i’m singing along
To Matthew Grimson songs
To Matthew Grimson songs
To Matthew Grimson songs
Your words run through my brain
I’ll see you somewhere down the road again
You might have to squint go read the liners
He’s in the fine print outside the margins
He’s writing you one matthew Grimson
He was my friend we met back in the scene
I think it was ‘91 i was 16
Spooling a reel to record a tune
Nothing would shake his cocoon
We're out of our heads
This world’s out of hand
It’s the century’s end
Brother, let’s start a band
Turn up your guitar i’m singing along
To Matthew Grimson songs
Through the mid to late 90s
Me and Warren Auld we’d pick up the phone
Every time Matthеw called
With Warren on drums and me on thе bass
In the old Hermit rehearsal space
At Cornwallis and Gottingen
Before the condominiums
And the new millennium erased our minds
When words weren’t cheap
And the world turned slow
And bad things would happen
But, you’d never know in our little corner
He’d come out swinging
I still hear Matthew singing "Bambi is Free
You can’t blame it on me
You’ll have to fight it out
With Walt Disney"
You don’t know how far
He would go "For a Song"
"To save the Narwale"
To "Leave the Light On"
"Buddy Your Killing Her"
"Revenge" and "Nadine"
"Breaking Up Drunk on New Years Eve"
"To Kill a Catholic"
"The Arms Dealers Blues" "La la la la
I’m not Listening to You" 1000 titles
He could have opened a store
But "Matthew Doesn’t Live Here Anymore"
He is out of his head
This world’s out of hand
It’s the century’s end
Brother, let’s start a band
Turn up your guitar i’m singing along
To Matthew Grimson songs
To Matthew Grimson songs
To Matthew Grimson songs
Your words run through my brain
I’ll see you somewhere down the road again