The engine roars, did you remember to lock the door?
Honey I don't think it matters, we got nothing worth stealing.
Why's the radio tuned to 102.1 the Edge?
You know they only play Indie
And haven't been edgy since who knows when,
Let's just talk instead.
The sun sinks in the driveway and we're heading down the road,
We got enough wine for a week,
Where we're heading I don't know,
I just hope it has a cinema where noone ever goes,
We can shit talk movies on our own.
And Kerouac knows where it's at, taking acid on the road,
Is it me or are these trees talking to me?
Toronto's always under permanent construction,
It'll never get better our best production is obstruction.
So let's hide away up North,
Where the most advance in science is Spork.
There's no wi-fi on the short, it'll keep you off of Netflix,
It'll keep me off of porn.
Sometimes I swear that I was born to rot away with you.
Lobotomy sounds hot to me, give my brain to someone who'd use it,
I'll just use yours because it has less anxiety.
I could drive another thousand miles with you,
But I'd rather walk cause there's so much more to do.
Let's sink in the sidewalk.
And when you're getting sick of me, remember how sick I am,
Lucky for you it doesn't seem contagious.
Summer fades with smoke from fire in the trees,
We whistle empty whiskey bottles, wasting all our weed.
Heading home's just another way of giving up.
And after spending so much time with you,
I've realized that you are pretty ordinary.
Pretty ordinary just like me
The new EP from Steve Gunn pairs the guitarist with Mdou Moctar, Circuit des Yeux, Bing & Ruth, and more for five evocative songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 7, 2022