As soon as the bus hits the hill you can see the lights shining down on the river like a promised utopia
One single star sits in the sky and highlights the things stuck on your mind
I love that we must pretend something will fix you up
You set it up as if it were a fire drill
Drop everything and run so if it ever gets that bad I won't actually fuckn die
One single star in the sky
You can gaze upon your harvest
Brown turns green and the goals you set become dreams
Driving round town in your old white car talking about our feelings right now
I ain't gonna ask you how cause I know
I was there when we woke
We spent the evening in your generously shared room smashing take-away
So let me ask you something
How do you get remembered if you don't eventually die?
The elite are piling fortunes just to keep them alive
Wife Patrol make instantly catchy alt rock with streaks of punk, new wave, and metal, overlaid with Bangles-esque harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 20, 2020