HE SITS IN THE BACKYARD
SELF
HE SITS IN HIS BEDROOM
SELF
HE DITCHES HIS BOREDOM
SELF
HE GOES ON A WALK
SELF
HE PICKS UP A PENCIL
SELF
HE WRITES WHAT IS SAID
SELF
HE CARRIES HIS OWN HEART
SELF
HE STICKS TO HIS GUNS
SELF
HE SLEEPS ON THE CONCRETE
HE'S DIRTY AND FILTHY
HE WATCHES YOU WALK BY
HE FOLLOWS YOU HOME
HE SITS THERE QUIETLY
HE KNOWS HE'S IN CONTROL
HE TOUCHES HIMSELF BEHIND YOUR BACK
supported by 78 fans who also own “The Youngins Are Hardcore”
This mid 90's classic has aged extremely well, and still has all the fuss / feathers and biting punk rock stabby playfulness it always had. Kind of sucks bands don't really seem to have this visceral irony anymore either. It's clever, ostensibly simple and self-deprecating while still being well-written / catchy, poignant and self-assured. Love it! brantly
supported by 59 fans who also own “The Youngins Are Hardcore”
What more can be said about this gentle, wistful, pretty and sad soundtrack? It's a stunning accomplishment and just oozes with nostalgic ah-ness. bandfan25
Synths abound on the new single from Hearts and Rockets—icy cold, sharp, and minimal, and topped with a punk rock sneer. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 22, 2020