
Date of issue: 25.05.2017
Song language: English
My Old Vancouver |
My old Vancouver |
So endlessly green |
But one day the sunshine washed my blues away |
I wore my tuxedo |
From Black and Lee’s |
My vaseline flattop, ripped skinny black jeans |
To the west side arena |
Where the hockey boys play |
The Clash City Rockers reigned for a day |
And down at the ballroom |
Above the arcade |
Where X and Black Flag and Dead Kennedys played |
The old bowling alley |
Was five bucks a play |
I was down with the skinheads wasting the day |
Then at Luxury Baus |
On New Year’s Eve |
He kissed me so hard my lips started to bleed |
While Femur and Ike |
Were down at the mall |
The Women’s Brigade stormed city hall |
And the girls down on Davie |
Try to turn tricks |
While we shame the johns who cruise dicks on dicks |
So the raging grannies |
March on for peace |
While the Vancouver Five were detained by police |
Meanwhile the artist |
Erased his true name |
He silk-screened our soundtrack then ate all our brains |
And down at the fairgrounds |
I went to see Slow |
Hamm showed us his jam and the cops stopped the show |
So I walk through Gastown |
Hastings and Main |
Through attics and Indians numbing their pain |
And remember young Sarah |
Who walked the street |
Picked up by a pickup her end she did meet |
Now the old 14 Hastings |
Took me back home |
To sleep in my brass bed so cozy and warm |
I guess my Vancouver |
Wasn’t so great |
So nice to visit now maybe I’ll stay |
When I walk that bridge |
I’ll be looking out over the west |
When my sun finally sets |
I’ll walk that bridge to the place that knew me the best |
To watch my sun finally set |
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Pretty Face | 2008 |
Billy 4 | 2008 |
Alabaster | 2019 |
Old Kate | 2019 |
Greyhound Bus | 2008 |
Long Black Train | 2011 |
See What Promises Can Bring | 2011 |
So Long | 2011 |
What Old Friends Do | 2011 |
Drunk as a Sailor | 2011 |
By Rope | 2011 |
Pretty Blue Eyes | 2011 |
Lucky Ones | 2011 |
Soon the Birds | 2011 |
Millions of Rivers | 2011 |