Sweet Payne

Album cover art for "Sweet Payne" by The Hold Steady

The Hold Steady - Rock, Indie Rock

Sweet Payne

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Lyrics

Payne Avenue lives up to its name Some nights it's painful and strange The whole city seemed sane in the day But some nights it seems distressed and deranged The east side's where we met with those guys That said they'd get us high but then changed Now they're down in the basement and they're bashing out his brains Kids are getting cut up with the motorcycle chains And St. Paul had it all when we called And they were maxing out on medicine A shaved head and the blood on the bed And those guys you recognize, they got the same tattoos as Gideon Strong stuff and she had more than enough She was slumping over, smiling, sailing off with cherubim The Cityscape Skins are kinda kicking it again They're gonna show these kids some discipline Gideon's been living up in Bay City, Michigan And he's been working at the Michelin He got messed up with some messed-up magicians We got so high some nights Michigan looked just like a mitten Some nights we got fried Strung out on residuals and visuals and laser shows Reach into the speaker and try to hold on to the quarter notes I always dream about a unified scene I always dream about a unified scene Hey there's James King and King James and that's James Dean At a table in the corner of my unified scene They want a double order of love and respect They said they just got back from up in Hostile, Massachussetts And girl, I've seen your friend, she looks nothing like Jada Pinkett I think you got something in those cigarettes When Gideon was living up in South Minneapolis He was the cowboy on the crosstown bus And all the little fillies at the Yukon Club Are gunning for the gold rush We got tangled in electrical fences We got wrapped up in the indian fringes All the little fillies at the Yukon Club Are gunning for the gold rush Yeah, they just can't get enough

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Credits

Writers
  • Craig Finn
  • Tad Kubler