Ken je dat gevoel als je een opeens een lied/muziekje van vroeger hoort...En er is dat ''swoosh'' effect terug naar je verleden..Haast melancholisch!
Dat heb ik dus nu op dit moment al luisterend naar ''Range Life-Pavement''...
Range Life
------Pavement
after the glow, the scene, the stage, the set
talk becomes slow but there's one thing i'll never forget:
hey, you gotta pay your dues before you pay the rent.
over the turnstile turn out in the traffic
there's ways of living it's the way i'm living
right or wrong, it's all that i can do,
and i wouldn't want to let you be
i want a range life, if i could settle down,
if i could settle down, then i would settle down
[x2]
run from the pigs, the fuzz, the cops, the heat
pass me your gloves, there's crime and it's never complete
until you snort it up or shoot it down
you're never gonna feel free
out on my skateboard the night is just hummin'
and the gum smacks are the pulse i'll follow if my walkman fades
but i've got absolutely no one, no one but myself to blame
don't worry- we're in no hurry
school's out, what did you expect?
i want a range life, if i could settle down,
if i could settle down, then i would settle down
[x2]
out on tour with the smashing pumpkins
nature kids, i/they don't have no function
i don't understand what they mean
and i could really give a fuck.
the stone temple pilots,
they're elegant bachelors
they're foxy to me are they foxy to you?
i will agree theY DESERVE absolutely nothing
nothing more than me
dreamin' dream dream dream....
has anyone bothered to ask Steve Malkmus about this?
