Hey there kid, your heartbeat's my metronome click
You're a wildfire, you're twentieth century music
So if you'll spare a drag of your fag, I'll bring my guitar
And I'll meet up with you down at Union Park
You got the soul of a Holiday singin' up some blues
So I'll strum you up the rhythms of Robertson's contemporary tunes
We can perform for all the dogwalkers, the joggers, your co-worker stalkers
Busk out a few favorites until the cops ask us for our permit
Pack it up and move along now
Hey there kid, your heartbeat's my metronome click
You're a wildfire, you're twentieth century music
So if you'll spare a swig of your fifth, I'll bring my guitar
And we can sing for all the weirdos down at Union Park
Your voice is a trap incognito as a jazzy three four tap
The most beautiful sound this side of Broadway even if the Blue Note don't recognize that
We'll find a better place with a better sense of taste
'Cause as you know lyrebirds in song were made for the stage
And I was meant for free drinks on the house
Hey there kid, your heartbeat's my metronome click
You're a wildfire, you're twentieth century music
So if you'll spare a mote of a note, I'll bring my guitar
And we can spend some time down at Union Park
credits
from 20th Century Music,
track released July 22, 2011
Chris Thompsen, Tim McCabe
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