i worked as a carny
with a two headed girl name of peg
she used to drink and carve her name into my wooden leg
harold was a junkie
said he shot dope with jesus christ
i said you’re better off alone man
you can get off twice
he said just before i’m half past dead
hammer a nail into my big block head
prop me up on a stage like a rock n roll clown
and send me off to gibson town
i prefer the face of strangers if they’re quiet and kind
those who do not fit
and have been left out and left behind
i once tried to fit in
all i got was stuck
now i’m old and i just don’t give a fuck
when i die don’t bury me
drag my ass to that dogwood tree
sing a song and dance about
and send me off to gibson town
when i die don’t bury me
drag my ass to that dogwood tree
salute me with a beer and song
leave my bones here in gibson town
A churning indie-rock meditation on relationships and personal struggle from the New Jersey band, propelled by powerhouse vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 8, 2020