Jeffrey & Jack Lewis - Williamsburg Will Oldham Horror | Текст песни

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today i went to major matt's to remaster my old album
& on the L train in the morning, i was pretty sure i saw will oldham,
he was wearin' the same sunglasses he had on stage at the bowery ballroom
had he come to walk among the williamsburgers of his kingdom
& like the burghers of calais will a sacrifice be demanded?
to offer up our dreams & beg for mercy empty-handed?
and hapless in our hipness crowed 5 to an appartment
relegate our dreams to hobbies & deny our disappointment
cuz the stones in '65 want total satisfaction, kid
but the stones in '69 see grace in just getting what you need
but if that's a victory then i'd hate to see what i'd look like defeated
cuz i know there are those among us who seem to get their dreams unimpeded
today i went to major matt's to remaster my old album
& on the L train in the morning, i was really sure i saw will oldham,
he was wearin' the same sunglasses he had on stage at the bowery ballroom
had he come to walk among the williamsburgers of his kingdom
& you might say now there's a guy who seems to have their world laid out before him
or you might say, he's just a rich kid or a fascist or a charlatan
but either way you say it if you look at indie-rock culture you really can't ignore him
& even if at first dismissive, after some listens you'll enjoy him
i was thinking this on the L train, intend on buesting my own bubble
how long should an artist struggle before it isn't worth the hassle
& admit we aren't fit to be the one inside the castle
this quest for greatness (or at least hipness)just a scam & too much trouble
but then what makes on human being worthy of an easy ride
born to be a natural artist you love or hate but can't deny
while us minions in our millions tumble into history's chasm
we might have a couple of laughs but we're still wastes of protoplasm
today i was gonna waste some time and money to remaster some dumb old album
& on the L train in the morning, i was really sure i saw will oldham,
he was wearin' the same big sunglasses he had on stage at the bowery ballroom
had he come to see the strife here in the gutters of his kingdom?
where us noble starving artists are striving to feed our ego
our mothers like our music & our friends come to our shows
and if our friends become successful, we'll consider them our foes
go home to our 4 roomates after payin' big bucks for rockstars shows
what a nightmare! what a horror! i don't want no part of this
get me off this crazy ride, i'm gonna puke, i'm gonna piss!
i'd rather kill myself, i'd rather just relax or not exist
but you say you wanna do an e-mail interview?
oh what the heck, i can't resist!
"hey, 'ma, guess what today , i did another magazine interview!
honey, that's great, you're really famous!!" yeah and i'm 27 too!
i kinda thought i was gonna grow up to do stuff that i'd benefit humanity
but it's getting harder to tell if this artist's life is even benefitting me
cuz i was gonna waste some time and money today to remaster some dumb old album
& on the L train in the morning, i was totally sure i saw will oldham,
he was wearin' the same big sunglasses he had on stage at the bowery ballroom
& since i was feeling in need of answers i just went right up & asked him
i said, will bonnie prince, palace or whatever "what do you think about it?
is it worth being an artist or an indie-rock star,or are you better off without it?"
cuz i mean maybe the world would be better if we were all just uncreative drones,
no dead child, hood dreams to haunt us, a decent job, a decent home,
& if we have some extra time we could do real things to promote peace,
become scientists or history