• Title:Our Whole Lives
  • Artist:The Hold Steady
  • Album:Heaven Is Whenever
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    The Hold Steady - Our Whole Lives

    kids are ripping into sugar packets
    townies taking off their tavern jackets
    i'm in the pews sticking bills in the basket
    praying that they're cool when I come pick up the package
    tonight we're gonna have a really good time
    but i want to go to heaven on the day i die
    going to make like a preemptive strike
    hit the five thirty mass early saturday night
    ring ring ring goes the telephone
    tell my little lambs that i'm on my way home
    stop by the shop and get a bottle to go
    maybe something stronger if the right guy's on the corner
    bang bang bang goes the quarter notes
    saint theresa told me you should rattle our bones
    now you're going off to the dial tone
    some kid started blowing on the saxophone
    cheerleaders dream of quarterbacks
    jock jills go for jumping jacks
    goth girls love the vampire bats
    they wanna draw a little blood for their bath
    well i don't go much for that spooky stuff
    i like the lights and the uptempo tracks
    you're damn right i believe in love
    because i've been in love and i've loved right back
    bang bang bang goes the backing track
    some kid is coming around with a matching backpack
    i didn't know that you could dance like that
    i'm gonna have to ask that you take two steps back
    sing sing sing every song we know
    blowing out the speakers on your stereo
    you finally stopped talking about that boy back home
    maybe that's just better, if you want you can sleep over
    we're good guys but we can't be good every night
    we're good guys but we can't be good our whole lives
    now father i have sinned and i wanna do it all again tonight
    the townies taking off their tavern jackets
    making guitars out of tennis racquets
    and it's been getting so the hardest part
    is trying to talk some sense into our sparkling hearts
    tell my little lambs that i ain't coming home
    yes, yes, yes go the majorettes
    they lead the band on to the field with their cigarettes
    bang bang bang she's a cleaning freak
    she scrubs the surface until it's sparkling
    neat neat neat until her fingers bleed
    she was giving off blue light on the first light that she came to me
    we're good guys but can't be good our whole lives
    she was giving off blue light on the first night that she came to me
    father i have sinned, and i want to do it all again eventually