The Hold Steady - Stuck Between Stations lyrics
[The Hold Steady - Stuck Between Stations lyrics]
There are nights when I think
That Sal Paradise was right
Boys and girls in America they have
Such a sad time together
Sucking off each other at the demonstrations
Making sure their makeup's straight
Crushing one another with
Colossal expectations
Dependent, undisciplined, sleeping late
She was a really cool kisser
And she wasn't all that strict of a Christian
She was a damn good dancer
But she wasn't all that great of a girlfriend
He likes the warm feeling
But he's tired of all the dehydration
Most nights are crystal clear, but tonight
It's like he's stuck between stations
On the radio
The Devil and John Berryman
They took a walk together
And they ended up on Washington
Talking to the river he said
"I surrounded myself with doctors
And deep thinkers
But big heads and soft bodies
Make for lousy lovers"
There was that night that we
Thought John Berryman could fly
But he didn't, so he died
She said, "You're pretty good with words
But words won't save your life"
And they didn't, so he died
Yeah, he was drunk and exhausted
But he was critically acclaimed and respected
He loved the Golden Gophers
But he hated all the drawn-out winters
He likes the warm feeling
But he's tired of all the dehydration
Most nights were kind of fuzzy
But that last night, he had total retention
Yeah, these Twin City kisses
They sound like clicks and hisses
We all come down and drown
In the Mississippi River
We drink and we dry up
And now we crumble into dust
We get wet and we corrode
And now we're covered up in rust
We drink and we dry up
And now we crumble into dust
We get wet and we corrode
And now we're covered up in rust
She was a really cool kisser
And she wasn't all that strict of a Christian
She was a damn good dancer
But she wasn't all that great of a girlfriend
He likes the warm feeling
But he's tired of all the dehydration
Most nights are crystal clear, but tonight
It's like he's stuck between stations
These Twin City kisses
They sound like clicks and hisses
We all come down and drown
That Sal Paradise was right
Boys and girls in America they have
Such a sad time together
Sucking off each other at the demonstrations
Making sure their makeup's straight
Crushing one another with
Colossal expectations
Dependent, undisciplined, sleeping late
She was a really cool kisser
And she wasn't all that strict of a Christian
She was a damn good dancer
But she wasn't all that great of a girlfriend
He likes the warm feeling
But he's tired of all the dehydration
Most nights are crystal clear, but tonight
It's like he's stuck between stations
On the radio
The Devil and John Berryman
They took a walk together
And they ended up on Washington
Talking to the river he said
"I surrounded myself with doctors
And deep thinkers
But big heads and soft bodies
Make for lousy lovers"
There was that night that we
Thought John Berryman could fly
But he didn't, so he died
She said, "You're pretty good with words
But words won't save your life"
And they didn't, so he died
Yeah, he was drunk and exhausted
But he was critically acclaimed and respected
He loved the Golden Gophers
But he hated all the drawn-out winters
He likes the warm feeling
But he's tired of all the dehydration
Most nights were kind of fuzzy
But that last night, he had total retention
Yeah, these Twin City kisses
They sound like clicks and hisses
We all come down and drown
In the Mississippi River
We drink and we dry up
And now we crumble into dust
We get wet and we corrode
And now we're covered up in rust
We drink and we dry up
And now we crumble into dust
We get wet and we corrode
And now we're covered up in rust
She was a really cool kisser
And she wasn't all that strict of a Christian
She was a damn good dancer
But she wasn't all that great of a girlfriend
He likes the warm feeling
But he's tired of all the dehydration
Most nights are crystal clear, but tonight
It's like he's stuck between stations
These Twin City kisses
They sound like clicks and hisses
We all come down and drown