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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Hold Steady
The Hold Steady
Performer
Craig Finn
Craig Finn
Lead Vocals
Tad Kubler
Tad Kubler
Electric Guitar
Franz Nicolay
Franz Nicolay
Piano
G. Polivka
G. Polivka
Bass Guitar
Bobby Drake
Bobby Drake
Drums
Steve Selvidge
Steve Selvidge
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Craig Finn
Craig Finn
Songwriter
Tad Kubler
Tad Kubler
Songwriter
Franz Nicolay
Franz Nicolay
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josh Kaufman
Josh Kaufman
Producer

Lyrics

St. Catherine's was a nightmare You know they took away my headphones Sure they let you keep your handset But the courtyard is a dead zone And the nurse that they assigned me had Eruption as her ring tone Blasting out through built in speakers like it's bug spray Buzzing like a hornet halfway blown If you're still in Pennsylvania I'd advise you not to leave Take some nickels from the fountain Make your friends and fall asleep Let your sins be of omission I wish you wouldn't engage with all these creeps Because they're never going to love you that One specific way that you want them all to love you The way you want them to love you With a flexible schedule and a willingness to trade your medications The way you want them to love you Obsessive and controlling and coming up on total suffocation She came into the cantina singing This Must Be The Place Said faithful has its limits I just want to see his face Before she took her shot she said a little grace Said Lord grant me the power to stop these hands from shaking I'd been falling in the fountain since a week or so before I'd been rattled by the accident My shoulders were still sore I almost rolled my eyes when they asked me how to score But sometimes it feels sweet to be the teacher When she was combing through the carpet I could not resist her charms She brought me to a fortress she called the family farm Out along the towers there were guards with heavy arms I guess there was some tension with the neighbors Tripping at the airstrip Drinking on the runway Laughing at the jets as we watched them fly away She said you get what you get when you push too far ahead They put us in these places for a reason The way you want them to love you Shaking your head with resignation masquerading as wisdom Leaning on the lamp post just jangling the keys to the kingdom Listing in the lobby of a hotel on the highway Not sure you even want to be rescued Because they're never going to love you that One specific way that you want them all to love you And you want them all to love you
Writer(s): Craig Finn, Franz Nicolay, Tad Kubler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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