Love Song - Tilly and the Wall
oh pretty love, don’t worry
with me you don’t need a place to hide
so just sit real still
and you and me will bloom on the windowsill
sad sad song 7”
Nights of the Living Dead by Tilly & the Wall
Liz and I talking about this band. This song, oh man. This song. We are discussing how inappropriate it would be to play T&theW at Rodan….we’ll see what happens hahaha
Oh the high school kids they’re all fucked up
Touching each other, oh my god
Yeah and forty ounces was never enough
We want to pass out in your yard
We want to pass out
Dressing in drag your best friend’s clothes
While boys kissed boys in hotel rooms
Oh and just when we thought we were no longer lost
They kicked us out into the dirty streets of Atlanta
So it’s Friday night down on North Avenue
Where gas station parking lot prostitutes
Tried to fix their hair in our rearview mirrors
You know we’re just trying to get to the club and shake our asses
A caravan of kids, some big old mess
On an old wooden dock, oh we’re bored to death
We’ve got a bottle of wine, a fresh pack of smokes
We’re going to end up screaming about some midnight garage sale
So god, put down your gun, can’t you see we’re dead?This song was kinda my jam my first year of college. Interestingly enough I live off of North Avenue.
Tilly and the Wall - Black and Blue
