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letra de bands - andy prieboy

ten years ago i’d meet a woman like her and i’d swear i’d fall in in love
so i’d go and throw away the decent, pretty but not beautiful dedicated woman at home
just to roll in the mud of common cigarette b-tts and burgundy menstrual blood
soaking in a third-hand bed on a dirty bedspread
she’d talk about the bands, and the bands she had
the bands she’d planned, the bands she’d led
the bands she dug, the bands she knew
the bands she’d loved and the bands she’d booed
this band, that band, еvery d-mn band, every d-mn band known to еither god or man

nine years on we’d been livin’ as one in a house so dirty i cried
and did it as a brazen gesture rife with anti-corporate metaphor, though it smelled like somebody died
inside our bohemian den, where we rocked all night with bohemian friends
pythian women, rabelaisian men, talked about the bands, and the bands they’re in
the bands there’d be and the bands there’d been
bands they’d dug and the bands they knew, and the bands they yay’ed and the bands they’d booed

this band, that band, every d-mn band, every d-mn band known to either god or man
this band, that band, every d-mn band, every d-mn band known to either god or man
this band, that band, every d-mn band, every d-mn band known to either god or man
all we ever talked about, the only thing we knew
read or wrote or read about, or heard the interview
who they’d do the tour without, or what they’re gonna do without
“i heard they had a falling out,” and what that falling out was all about

eight years ago i’d had enough of that stuff and my love for the girl was dead
beside i went and fell for a decent, pretty but not beautiful, hard-working, well-dressed woman with a home
instead, where we huffed and puffed and gushed on an antique chippendale bed
and she stroked my head on the satin bedspread
i told her ’bout the bands, and the bands i’d led
the bands i’d joined and the bands i fled
the bands i’d dug and the bands i knew
grand old bands and bands brand new
this band, that band, every d-mn band, every d-mn band known to either god or man
this band, that band, every d-mn band, every d-mn band known to either god or man
this band, that band, every d-mn band, every d-mn band known to either god or man
it’s all we ever talked about, the only thing we knew
read or wrote or read about, or heard the interview
who they’d do the tour without, or how they’re gonna do without
“i heard they had a falling out,” and what that falling out was all about

- andy prieboy

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