Mom called and said dad's stuck in bed again.
I guess that's the way things will end.
I gave you a rock and said this is where I intend to spend the sum of my days.
You told me there's still too much to see.
This roof is caving in so slowly.
We can hardly tell if it's safe for us to breath.
Oh, I know I'm not the greatest carpenter.
For I know I'll always have more lumber to burn.
Nobody wants to make these tough decisions so we leave it to hired hands.
They clean the pipes and standardize and keep walls from falling in. Maybe we just need medication adjusting.
Maybe we'll breath this way perpetually.
Maybe this roofline is as plumb as it's gonna be.
Oh, I know I'm not the greatest carpenter.
For I know I'll always have more documents to shred.
We built this thing according to scale, the particular scale of our perculiar lives.
We reserved one box of bluetip matches to strike anywhere at anytime.
Oh, I know I'm not the greatest carpenter.
For I know I'll always have more postcards to send.
I drew up the plans for this whacky shack and I should have known better than that.
I'm the architect and should have known that nobody wants to shack up all alone.
credits
from at Nantasket Beach!,
released October 15, 2015
John Manson - Vocals
Dan Madri - Guitar, Synth
Isabel Riley - Bass, Vocals
Ernie Kim - Drums
Recorded and mixed by Doug Demay
Lyrics by John Manson
Music by Dan Madri and John Manson
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