They used to think it was so cute when she said Dy'er Mak'er
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All the boys knew it was a joke about Jamaica
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She'd always find a ride back home from the bar
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She used to feel so stupid when they'd talk about the music
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Born into every single tune
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They used to hum against her lips with their hands on her hips
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They used to kiss in the car
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Dancing days, houses of the holy
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Hot child in the city in the middle of the prairie
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Flirting with the boys with all her charms
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First the laugh, then the eyes
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Then the touch him on the arms
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Then the drinks, they never seemed to cost money
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Saturday night was a runway that extended into Sunday
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And sometimes Monday
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Back then it was beautiful
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The boys were sweet and musical
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The laser lights looked mystical
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Messed up still felt magical
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Girls didn't seem so difficult
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Boys didn't seem so typical
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It was warm and white and wonderful
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We were all invincible
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Tired eyes, trampled under foot
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Dazed and confused, c-c-c-cocaine blues
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She hasn't gotten any eye contact tonight
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The boys are getting younger and the bands are getting louder
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And the new girls are coming up like some white unopened flowers
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She's pretty sure that that's where their power is
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Back then it was unified
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The punks, the skins, the greaser guys
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Then one summer two kids died
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One of them was crucified
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Now it's so competitive
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The sleeplessness and sedatives
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I know it sounds repetitive
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Every show can't be a benefit
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We were kids in the crowd, now we're dogs in this war
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We were wasps with new wings, now we're bugs in the jar
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We were hot soft and pure, now we're scratched up in scars
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We were counting carbs, now we eat in our cars
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The boys in the band, they know they'll never be stars
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Back then we weren't quite convinced
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Flyering and stickering
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The front-row girls were posturing
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We were all imagining
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Man, we had some massive nights
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Some bashes and some bloody fights
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Back before those two kids died
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Joke About Jamaica
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| The Hold Steady |
