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Condor Ave
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Alternative
Condor Ave was released on January 1, 1994 by Kill Rock Stars as a part of the album Roman Candle (Remastered)
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Release DateJanuary 1, 1994
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Vocals, Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Producer, Mixing Engineer
Tony Lash
Tony Lash
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She took the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue
And she locked the car and slipped past
Into rhythmic quietude
Lights burning, voice dry and hoarse
I threw the screen door like a bastard back and forth
The chimes fell over each other
I fell into my knees
The sound of the car drivin' off made me feel diseased
A sick shouting like you hear at the fairground
Now I'm pickin' up to put away anything of yours that's still around
I don't know what to do with your clothes or your letters
It'll make a whisper out of you
[Verse 2]
She took the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue
The fairground's lit
A drunk man sits by the gate she's drivin' through
Got his hat tipped, bottle back in between his teeth
Looks like he's buried in the sand at the beach
I can't think about you drivin' off to leave barely awake
To take a little nap while the road is straight
I wish that car had never been discovered
They took away the bottle and the hat he was under
That's the one thing that he could never do
And it'll make a whisper out of you
[Verse 3]
She took the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue
Cops were runnin' around the scene
Lookin' for some kind of clue
They never get uptight when a moth gets crushed
Unless a lightbulb really loved him very much
I'm lying down
Blowin' smoke from my cigarette
Little whisper, smoke signs that you'll never get
You're in your Oldsmobile drivin' by the moon
Headlights burnin' bright ahead of you
And someone's burnin' out, out on Condor Avenue
Tryin' to make a whisper out of you
[Verse 4]
What a shitty thing to say, did you really mean it?
You never said a word to me about what passed between us
So now I'm leavin' you alone
You can do whatever the hell you want to
Na, na-na-na-na-na
Written by: Elliott Smith
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