Bring a Bag of Sandwiches I'll Be Waiting With a Gun

December 28, 2008 11:42 PM

A song about burning out in an adopted city. Title loosely inspired by graffiti.

LYRICS:

I can feel the burnout starting
At the base of my spine
I want to kick strangers
I see along Vine
This adventure is over
As it's no longer fun
Bring a bag of sandwiches
I'll be waiting with a gun

I'm sick of the earth shaking
And I'm sick feeling beat
And I'm sick of the hassle
Along Yucca Street
I came here for a chance
But I've had exactly none
Bring a bag of sandwiches
I'll be waiting with a gun

We're all scratching to get by
We pride ourselves on what we take
But it's just a miserable day
Of bruises and constant aches
Maybe I should bust out of here
Maybe this party's done
Bring a bag of sandwiches
I'll be waiting with a gun

posted by Astro Zombie (4 comments total) 1 user marked this as a favorite

Great title. Great lyrics.
posted by wastelands at 6:25 AM on December 29, 2008


good lofi sound, nice delivery
posted by ageispolis at 2:12 PM on December 29, 2008


what kind of ukelele is it, btw?
posted by ageispolis at 2:13 PM on December 29, 2008


Fluke.
posted by Astro Zombie at 11:04 PM on December 29, 2008


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