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Banging Camp
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Banging Camp was released on May 3, 2005 by Positive Jams as a part of the album Separation Sunday
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Release DateMay 3, 2005
LabelPositive Jams
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM133

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Hold Steady
The Hold Steady
Performer
Craig Finn
Craig Finn
Lead Vocals
Tad Kubler
Tad Kubler
Electric Guitar
G. Polivka
G. Polivka
Bass Guitar
Judd Counsell
Judd Counsell
Drums
Bobby Drake
Bobby Drake
Drums
Franz Nicolay
Franz Nicolay
Piano
Alan Ferber
Alan Ferber
Horn
Nicole Willis
Nicole Willis
Vocals
Peter Hess
Peter Hess
Horn
Tim Byrnes
Tim Byrnes
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Craig Finn
Craig Finn
Songwriter
Tad Kubler
Tad Kubler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Gardner
Dave Gardner
Producer
Dean Baltulonis
Dean Baltulonis
Producer

Lyrics

Holly wore a string around her finger
Oh she said it helps her to remember all the nights that we got over
Besides, it ties her outfit all together
Holly wore a string around her finger
There are strings attached to every single lover
But they still can't even tether us together
Listen to the back of the theater, I think they really love one another
There are strings attached to every single lover
When they say great white sharks, they mean the kind in big black cars
When they say killer whales, they mean they whaled on him, 'til they killed him up in penetration park
Holly wore a cross to ward them off
She said if they think you're a Christian, then, they won't bring in the dogs
And if they think you're a Catholic, then, they'll want to meet your boss
Holly wore a cross to ward them off
Yeah, there's camps down by the banks of the river
And it's sketchy in the night, but they mostly lay low in the light
Hey sweet recovery, come on, won't you wade into the water with me?
Uh, you know, there's camps down by the banks of the river
When they say black and tans, you know they mean the kind from the cans
We don't got time to mix it all together, I'm a very busy man, man
She said, "I dig those awkward silences, 'cause I grew up in denial and went to school in Massachusetts
And he said, "Hi, I like to party on the problem blocks, and I can't stand it when the banging stops"
I saw her at the party pit
Yes, she was shaky, but still trying to shake it
Half naked, and three-quarters wasted
She was completely alone
And I saw him at the riverbank
He was breaking bread, and giving thanks with crosses made of pipes and planks
Leaned up against the nitrous tanks
And he said, "Take a hit, old your breath, and I'll dunk your head
Then when you wake up again
Yeah, you'll be high as hell, and born again"
Yeah, there's strings attached to every single lover
Well, there's strings attached to every single lover
Written by: Craig Finn, Tad Kubler
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